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"My naerty, of th' New York detective force; American

Scotland Yard, 'f that'll sound better Better tell me all about it"

"I' doing in m' lord style When y' put your foot on that pier

you become amenable t' th' laws o' th' United States, especially 'f

you've committed a crime"

"A crime?"

"Listen here You went int' Luot

drunk, an' then you rolled hienuinely bewildered

"Picked his pockets, if you want it blunt Th' question is, did he

take it from you 'r you from him? I can arrest you, Mr Webb, British

subject 'r not 'S up t' you t' tell me th' story Don't be afraid of

ot t' do is t' treat'f you're honest"

"Coler was, in his day, a uards) Haggerty followed the young man down the various co, the pith of the matter if not

the details Thomas pulled out his trunk, unlocked it, threw back the

lid, and picked up an old leather box