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Fane and Derrick parted at the top of Achilles Avenue, the latter heartily thanking the former for the very handsome cheque. "And if that husband returns, sir," said Derrick, shaking hands, "you may be sure that I'll let you know straight off. By the way" -- he drew near confidentially -- "do you know that the motor-car in which the assassin is supposed to have escaped is in Madame Tussaud's?"
"No" -- Fane laughed -- "what possible interest can it have?"