CONTENTS

   CHAPTER I. A MIDNIGHT SUMMONS CHAPTER II. ELTHAM VANISHES CHAPTER III. THE WIRE JACKET CHAPTER IV. THE CRY OF A NIGHTHAWK CHAPTER V. THE NET CHAPTER VI. UNDER THE ELMS CHAPTER VII. ENTER MR. ABEL SLATTIN CHAPTER VIII. DR. FU-MANCHU STRIKES CHAPTER IX. THE CLIMBER CHAPTER X. THE CLIMBER RETURNS CHAPTER XI. THE WHITE PEACOCK CHAPTER XII. DARK EYES LOOKED INTO MINE CHAPTER XIII. THE SACRED ORDER CHAPTER XIV. THE COUGHING HORROR CHAPTER XV. BEWITCHMENT CHAPTER XVI. THE QUESTING HANDS           CHAPTER XVII. ONE DAY IN RANGOON CHAPTER XVIII. THE SILVER BUDDHA CHAPTER XIX. DR. FU-MANCHU’S LABORATORY CHAPTER XX. THE CROSS BAR CHAPTER XXI. CRAGMIRE TOWER CHAPTER XXII. THE MULATTO CHAPTER XXIII. A CRY ON THE MOOR CHAPTER XXIV. STORY OF THE GABLES CHAPTER XXV. THE BELLS CHAPTER XXVI. THE FIERY HAND CHAPTER XXVII. THE NIGHT OF THE RAID CHAPTER XXVIII. THE SAMURAI’S SWORD CHAPTER XXIX. THE SIX GATES CHAPTER XXX. THE CALL OF THE EAST CHAPTER XXXI. "MY SHADOW LIES UPON YOU”   CHAPTER XXXII. THE TRAGEDY CHAPTER XXXIII. THE MUMMY  

   

    

       CHAPTER I. A MIDNIGHT SUMMONS     

       “When did you last hear from Nayland Smith?” asked my visitor.     

       I paused, my hand on the syphon, 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 clergy-man offered no indication of the truculent character of the man. His scanty fair hair, already gray over the temples, was 

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