"'You do not quite understand me, Mr. Shaitana. My words were in the nature of a warning. You asked me just now to admit that your idea of a collection of murderers was amusing. I said I could think of another word other than amusing. That word was dangerous. I fancy, Mr. Shaitana, that your hobby might be a dangerous one!'" Chap. 1, p. 6

"'Is it twenty to or twenty past? An angel passing. My feet are crossed—it must be a black angel!'" Chap. 2, p. 15

"The routine of the detection of crime had begun." Chap. 3, p. 23

"'That's all clear. I hadn't the shadow of a motive for doing away with poor Shaitana. I didn't even know him very well. He amused me—he was such a fantastic fellow. Touch of the Oriental about him. Naturally you'll investigate my relations with him closely; I expect...