At length he proceeded toward McClintock's bungalow, drawn by the lights and the sound of music. It had a tiny flaw, most bizarre. “Yeah, where the hell were you? My friends would have driven you home when I came home if I could have found you. He used to call it his fire-escape—ha! ha! I've often used the ladder for my own convenience, but I never expected to turn it to such good account. " The detective ruefully inspected the scarlet band on his perfecto.
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