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THE ORANGE-YELLOW DIAMOND
shall be much obliged if you'll step into my cab outside and come and identify him. Listen—it's a case of murder!"
Twenty minutes later, Ayscough, leading the young house-surgeon into a grim and silent room, turned aside the sheet from a yellow face.
"Which one of 'em is it?" he asked.
The house-surgeon started as he saw the wound in the dead man's throat.
"This is Chen!" he answered.
