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The Mystery of the Blue Train
He flung himself moodily into a large, leather-covered chair. A damned hole—that was what he was in. Yes, a damned hole! And ways of getting out of that damned hole were not too promising.
Pavett appeared with a discreet cough.
‘A gentleman to see you—sir—Major Knighton.’
‘Knighton, eh?’
Derek sat up, frowned, became suddenly alert. He said in a softer tone, almost to himself: ‘Knighton—I wonder what is in the wind now?’
‘Shall I—er—show him in, sir?’
His master nodded. When Knighton entered the room he found a charming and genial host awaiting him.
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