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“Abe, I 've come down to gather you in,” announced the calmly mendacious detective. He continued to sip his bruilleau with fraternal unconcern. “You got nothing on me, Jim,” protested the other, losing his taste for the delicacies arrayed about him. “Well, we got 'o go down to Headquarters and talk that over,” calmly persisted Blake.

[…] the distant sand dunes of Nubia glittering parchedly below.

“A very welcome, kind, useful present, that means to the parish. By the way, Hopkins, let this go no further. We don't want the tale running round that a rich person has arrived. Churchill, my dear fellow, we have such greedy sharks, and wolves in lamb's clothing.[…]”