"I knew full well, when the Chinaman stopped me in the street that night and coolly asked me for a light for his cigarette, that a light for his cigarette was the last thing in the world that he really wanted I knew, in short, that he was up to something " So begins one of the most convoluted web-work mysteries ever devised by the arcane mind of Harry Stephen Keeler. Many Keeler stories have a skull in them but in this one the skull has a starring role And watch out for those Chinamen Facsimile reprint edition.]
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