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ANGEL ESQUIRE THE HAIRY ARM
THE ANGEL OF TERROR JACK O' JUDGMENT
THE BLACK ABBOT KATE PLUS 10
BLUE HAND A KING BY NIGHT
CAPTAINS OF SOULS THE MAN WHO KNEW
THE CLEVER ONE THE MELODY OF DEATH
THE CLUE OF THE NEW PIN THE MISSING MILLIONS
THE CLUE OF THE TWISTED CANDLE THE MURDER BOOK OF J. G. REEDER
THE CRIMSON CIRCLE THE NORTHING TRAMP
THE DAFFODIL MURDER THE RINGER
THE DARK EYES OF LONDON THE SECRET HOUSE
DIANA OF KARA-KARA THE SINISTER MAN
THE DOOR WITH SEVEN LOCKS THE SQUEALER
THE FACE IN THE NIGHT THE STRANGE COUNTESS
THE FELLOWSHIP OF THE FROG TAM O' THE SCOOTS
THE FLYING SQUAD THE TERRIBLE PEOPLE
THE FOUR JUST MEN TERROR KEEP
THE GIRL FROM SCOTLAND YARD THE TRAITORS' GATE
THE GREEN ARCHER THE THREE JUST MEN
GREEN RUST THE TWISTER
GUNMAN'S BLUFF THE VALLEY OF GHOSTS
To QUENTIN ROOSEVELT
AND ALL AIRMEN, FRIEND AND FOE ALIKE, WHO HAVE FALLEN IN CLEAN FIGHTING
The world was a puddle of gloom and of shadowy things, He sped till the red and the gold of invisible day Was burnish and flames to the undermost spread of his wings, So he outlighted the stars as he poised in the grey. Nearer was he to the knowledge and splendour of God, Mysteries sealed from the ken of the ancient and wise— Beauties forbidden to those who are one with the clod— All that there was of the Truth was revealed to his eyes. Flickers of fire from the void and the whistle of death, Clouds that snapped blackly beneath him, above and beside, Watch him, serene and uncaring—holding your breath, Fearing his peril and all that may come of his pride. Now he was swooped to the world like a bird to his nest, Now is the drone of his coming the roaring of hell, Now with a splutter and crash are the engines at rest— All's well! E. W.