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218 pages, Paperback
First published January 1, 1929
At that instant a French window facing the street was thrust suddenly open, and the trade-wind swept into the room like a miniature hurricane. Instantly the air was filled with torn bits of photograph, swirling about like snow in a Minnesota blizzard.
Kashimo stuck his head into the room. "S-s-s," he hissed. "Charlie!"
"Splendid work, Kashimo," said Chan through his teeth. "What is it now?"
"I find window unlocked," announced the Japanese triumphantly, and withdrew, closing the aperture behind him.
"...has exhibited all the worst qualities of a heathen race--I'm sure I beg your pardon."
"A heathen race," repeated Charlie gravely, "that was busy inventing the art of printing at moment when gentlemen in Great Britain were still beating one another over head with spiked clubs. Pray excuse this brief reference to history."