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Portrait of Sax Rohmer Sax Rohmer The Green Eyes of Bast — XX. GATTON'S STORY (1920)

I cried—"where is Lady Burnham?"
"In my opinion, dead!" he answered solemnly. "Oh, it sounds preposterous, but in the case of this lonely woman who had apparently no living relatives and who was estranged from Sir Marcus and the other members of her husband's family, it was no very difficult matter to hush up the fact of her death."
"But, Gatton, you don't mean that she, too, met with foul play?"
"Most certainly I don't! It is as clear as day that the whole object of this elaborate secrecy was to hide the fact of her death!
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Portrait of Sax Rohmer Sax Rohmer The Green Eyes of Bast — XX. GATTON'S STORY (1920)

Voices of sleepers awakened and cries of inquiry sounded now from all over the inn; for naturally the household had been aroused by the tremendous noise of the explosion. For my own part I was altogether too dazed to conjecture what had happened. But that Gatton had saved me from some deadly peril I was well convinced. Stirrings and the noise of footsteps came from an adjoining room, and presently in his night attire Martin appeared, very bemused.
"Mr. Addison," he began, and stared from me to my companion.
"Let no one leave their rooms," said Gatton decisively, "until I give them permission."
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Portrait of Sax Rohmer Sax Rohmer The Green Eyes of Bast — XX. GATTON'S STORY (1920)

I interrupted. "It is a gruesome and horrible thought! Yet, perhaps you are right. What must we do, Gatton? These people have rendered the neighborhood uninhabitable for themselves, now, and—"
Dimly to my ears came the sound of a gun-shot.
"And have fled!" cried Gatton, springing up. "Quick! we must chance the gas!"
"Why? What was that shot?"
"A signal! Dr. Damar Greefe and 'the cat' have escaped!"
He raced out across the landing, amid a chorus of frightened inquiries from the inn staff.
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