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XVIII   The Silver Buddha 136 XIX   Dr. Fu-Manchu's Laboratory 140 XX   The Crossbar 146 XXI   Cragmire Tower 158 XXII   The Mulatto 163 XXIII   A Cry on the Moor 175 XXIV   Story of the Gables 184 XXV   The Bells 191 XXVI   The Fiery Hand 197 XXVII   The Night of the Raid 206 XXVIII   The Samurai's Sword 212 XXIX   The Six Gates 222 XXX   The Call of the East 227 XXXI   "My Shadow Lies upon You" 231 XXXII   The Tragedy 237 XXXIII   The Mummy 244

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THE DEVIL DOCTOR

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CHAPTER I

A MIDNIGHT SUMMONS

W

hen did you last hear from Nayland Smith?" asked my visitor.

I paused, my hand on the siphon, reflecting for a moment.

"Two months ago," I said: "he's a poor correspondent and rather soured, I fancy."

"What—a woman or something?"

"Some affair of that sort. He's such a reticent beggar, I really know very little about it."

I placed a whisky and soda before the Rev. J. D. Eltham, also sliding the tobacco jar nearer to his hand. The refined and sensitive face of the clergyman offered no indication to the truculent character of the man. His scanty fair hair, already grey over the temples, was silken and soft-looking: in appearance he was indeed a typical English churchman; but in China he had been known as "the fighting missionary," and had fully deserved the title. In fact, this peaceful-looking