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THE consulting-rooms of Dr Orion Hood, the eminent criminologist and - (1)
specialist in certain moral disorders, lay along the sea-front at Scarborough, in a series of very large and well-lighted french windows, w…
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THE consulting-rooms of Dr Orion Hood, the eminent criminologist and - (2)
The face of the little Catholic priest, which was commonly complacent and even comic, had suddenly become knotted with a curious frown. It…
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He blinked at the litter around him, and recovered his own very clumsy umbrella. Beyond it lay the broad sombrero fallen from the head of M…
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His house stood in a handsome street near the Elysee a street which in that strong summer seemed almost as full of foliage as the park itse…
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“Hullo!” called out the Duke sharply; “that fellow’s disappeared. Vanished, like a blasted fairy!” “He has a key,” explained their clerical…
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“Drink isn’t good enough for me,” replied Cutler, “but I’ll have blood for this before I die. Not yours but I think I know whose.” And befo…
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“Well,” asked Usher, “does that interest you?” “Why, words rather fail me,” answered Father Brown. “I cannot think at this moment of anythi…
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“I have a suggestion to make,” he said, “but it seems a little confusing. I don’t know this gentleman but but I think I know him. Now, you…
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“‘Philip,’ I cried helplessly, ‘ask this man what he wants.’ “When Philip lifted his head at last from mending his net he looked rather red…
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Being a hardened reporter, and it being apparently a public inn, I did not need to summon much of my impudence to sit down at the long tabl…
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The river was still well wide and deep enough for a pleasure boat so small as theirs; but the curves of the country-side suggested that it…
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“Very good wine,” said Father Brown, gravely lifting his glass, “but, as you see, a very bad wine-bibber. I most sincerely beg your pardon”…
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And, sure enough, there appeared in the doorway a big white bulk with white cap and white apron, as befits a cook, but with the needless em…
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Half-way down one side of the house stood out a projection like a very low shed; it was, as he afterwards discovered, a large dustbin. Roun…
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At the same moment the motionless doctor in the garden came running, and bursting open a window cried: “Am I wanted? Has he been poisoned?”…
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“Father Brown?” she said. “Mrs Boulnois?” he replied gravely. Then he looked at her and immediately said: “I see you know about Sir Claude.…
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“Had the flowers got long stalks?” asked Father Brown. Flambeau stared at him. “What an odd person you are!” he said. “That’s exactly what…