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`` Come on , '' said Barraclough , `` let 's hear all about it . '' `` Take too long . Had almost given up hope this morning , then I had a stroke of luck -- hit a red hot trail -- spent the day chasing through the West End staring at every man I saw . Got a glimpse of him at last in Clarges Street ` bout nine o'clock . Taxi with a heap of luggage drove up to a house and this chap came racing after it . '' Cassis threw up his hands . `` Good heavens , '' he exclaimed , `` a cab runner . ''