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Valentine Williams
Valentine Williams (1883–1946) was a British journalist and author best known for his spy and detective novels. His career as a war correspondent during World War I greatly influenced his writing, especially his espionage-themed works. Williams is most famous for his "Clubfoot" series, featuring the character Dr. Adolph Grundt, a cunning German villain. Among his notable books are "The Man with the Clubfoot" and "The Return of Clubfoot," which gained popularity for their thrilling plots and memorable characters.
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CHAPTER I Of all the luxuries of which Hartley Parrish's sudden rise to wealth gave him possession, Bude, his butler, was the acquisition in which he took the greatest delight and pride. Bude was a large and comfortable-looking person, triple-chinned like an archdeacon, bald-headed except for a respectable and saving edging of dark down, clean-shaven, benign of countenance, with a bold nose which...
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I SEEK A BED IN ROTTERDAM The reception clerk looked up from the hotel register and shook his head firmly. "Very sorry, saire," he said, "not a bed in ze house." And he closed the book with a snap. Outside the rain came down heavens hard. Every one who came into the brightly lit hotel vestibule entered with a gush of water. I felt I would rather die than face the wind-swept streets of...
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CHAPTER I. THE DEPUTY TURN Mr. Arthur Mackwayte slipped noiselessly into the dining-room and took his place at the table. He always moved quietly, a look of gentle deprecation on his face as much as to say: "Really, you know, I can't help being here: if you will just overlook me this time, by and by you won't notice I'm there at all!" That was how he went through life, a shy,...
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