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Portrait of Robert Barr Robert Barr The Face and the Mask — XI. DEATH COMETH SOON OR LATE (1894)

You see, the Golden Dragon himself—I always call our innkeeper the Golden Dragon, just as you call me the Living Skeleton."
"Oh, I—I—beg your pardon," stammered Robbins, "I——."
"It really doesn't matter at all. You are perfectly right, and I think it a very apt term. Well, the old Golden Dragon makes a great deal of his money by robbing the dead.
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Portrait of Robert Barr Robert Barr The Face and the Mask — XI. DEATH COMETH SOON OR LATE (1894)

Robbins never forgot their first conversation. It happened in this way. It was the habit of the Living Skeleton to leave his hotel every morning promptly at ten o'clock, if the sun was shining, and to shuffle rather than walk down the gravel street to the avenue of palms. There, picking out a seat on which the sun shone, the Living Skeleton would sit down and seem to wait patiently for someone who never came.
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