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"The White Moll" is a novel written by Frank L. Packard in 1919. Frank L. Packard is a Canadian author known for his contributions to the mystery and detective novel genres, particularly through the popular Jimmie Dale series.
"The White Moll" is a crime novel that revolves around the character of Jimmie Dale. In this story, Jimmy Dale, known as 'The Gray Seal', becomes embroiled in a complex conspiracy involving crime, fraud, and the pursuit of justice. Narratives often include elements of suspense, action, and mystery, characteristic of Packard's storytelling style.

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Summary
It was like some shadowy pantomime: The dark mouth of an alleyway thrown into murky relief by the rays of a distant street lamp...the swift, forward leap of a skulking figure...a girl's form swaying and struggling in the man's embrace. Then, a pantomime no longer, there came a half threatening, half triumphant oath; and then the girl's voice, quiet, strangely contained, almost imperious:
¡°Now, give me back that purse, please. Instantly!¡± The man, already retreating into the alleyway, paused to fling back a jeering laugh.