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The Mystery of the Blue Train

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It was raining, not violently, but with a quiet, well-bred persistence. The window looked out on a strip of front garden with a path down to the gate and neat little flower-beds on either side, where later roses and pinks and blue hyacinths would bloom. (Location 3288)

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The Mystery of the Blue Train