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DAY had just broken, and there were very few people in the streets approaching 'Mecca'. John Wade had turned the corner of the street which led to the club when, from a dark, narrow entry which ran down to the worn river stairs, he heard his name called urgently and turned back.
"Don't go any farther, Mr. Wade. They are waiting for you."