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Excerpt: ...as one dares when no charge has actually been laid against any particular person." "Ay," said Elkin, with whom sunshine seemed to disagree, because he looked miserably ill. "W… Plus…

Excerpt: ...as one dares when no charge has actually been laid against any particular person." "Ay," said Elkin, with whom sunshine seemed to disagree, because he looked miserably ill. "We know what you mean, Mr. Ingerman. If the police were half sharp they'd have nabbed their man before this . Did you put any water in this gin, Tomlin?" "Water?" wheezed Tomlin indignantly. "Water?" "Well, no offense. I can't taste anything. I believe I could swallow dope and not feel it on my tongue." "You do look bad, an' no mistake, Fred," agreed Hobbs. "Are you vettin' yerself? Don't. Every man to his trade, sez I. Give Dr. Foxton a call." "I'm taking his medicine regular. Perhaps I need a change." "'Ave a week-end in Lunnon," said Hobbs, with a broad wink. "Change of medicine, I mean. I'm not leaving Steynholme till things make a move. My next trip to London will be my honeymoon." "You look like a honeymooner, I don't think," guffawed Hobbs. "You wouldn't laugh if I told you what you really look like," cried Elkin angrily. "Bet you a level fiver I'm married this year. Now, put up or shut up!" Furneaux peeped in, through a door, always open, which led to the stairs. "Can I have my account, Mr. Tomlin?" he said. "I'm going to town by the next train." "You don't mean to say, Mr. Furneaux, that you are abandoning the case so soon?" broke in Ingerman. "Did I say that?" inquired the detective meekly. "No. One can't help drawing inferences occasionally." "Great mistake. Look at our worthy landlord. He's been drawing inferences as well as corks, and he's beat to the world." Tomlin was, indeed, gazing at his smaller guest open-mouthed. "S'elp me!" he gurgled. "I could ha' sworn-" "Bad habit," and Furneaux crooked a waggish forefinger at him. "Even the wisest among us may err. Last night, for instance, I blundered. I really fancied I had a clew to the Steynholme murderer. And where do you think it ended? In the loft of your club-room, Mr. Tomlin. In a box of old clothes at... Taschenbuch / Belletristik / Krimis, [PU: General Books, LLC]<

ISBN: 9781153717335

Excerpt: ...as one dares when no charge has actually been laid against any particular person. Ay, said Elkin, with whom sunshine seemed to disagree, because he looked miserably ill. We kn… Plus…

Excerpt: ...as one dares when no charge has actually been laid against any particular person. Ay, said Elkin, with whom sunshine seemed to disagree, because he looked miserably ill. We know what you mean, Mr. Ingerman. If the police were half sharp they''d have nabbed their man before this . Did you put any water in this gin, Tomlin? Water? wheezed Tomlin indignantly. Water? Well, no offense. I can''t taste anything. I believe I could swallow dope and not feel it on my tongue. You do look bad, an'' no mistake, Fred, agreed Hobbs. Are you vettin'' yerself? Don''t. Every man to his trade, sez I. Give Dr. Foxton a call. I''m taking his medicine regular. Perhaps I need a change. ''Ave a week-end in Lunnon, said Hobbs, with a broad wink. Change of medicine, I mean. I''m not leaving Steynholme till things make a move. My next trip to London will be my honeymoon. You look like a honeymooner, I don''t think, guffawed Hobbs. You wouldn''t laugh if I told you what you really look like, cried Elkin angrily. Bet you a level fiver I''m married this year. Now, put up or shut up! Furneaux peeped in, through a door, always open, which led to the stairs. Can I have my account, Mr. Tomlin? he said. I''m going to town by the next train. You don''t mean to say, Mr. Furneaux, that you are abandoning the case so soon? broke in Ingerman. Did I say that? inquired the detective meekly. No. One can''t help drawing inferences occasionally. Great mistake. Look at our worthy landlord. He''s been drawing inferences as well as corks, and he''s beat to the world. Tomlin was, indeed, gazing at his smaller guest open-mouthed. S''elp me! he gurgled. I could ha'' sworn Louis Tracy, Books, Mystery and Suspense, The Postmaster's Daughter Books>Mystery and Suspense <

ISBN: 9781153717335

John Menzies Grant, having breakfasted, filled his pipe, lit it, and strolled out bare-headed into the garden. The month was June, that glorious rose-month which gladdened England before … Plus…

John Menzies Grant, having breakfasted, filled his pipe, lit it, and strolled out bare-headed into the garden. The month was June, that glorious rose-month which gladdened England before war-clouds darkened the summer sky. As the hour was nine o'clock, it is highly probable that many thousands of men were then strolling out into many thousands of gardens in precisely similar conditions; but, given youth, good health, leisure, and a fair amount of money, it is even more probable that few among John Menzies Grant, having breakfasted, filled his pipe, lit it, and strolled out bare-headed into the garden. The month was June, that glorious rose-month which gladdened England before war-clouds darkened the summer sky. As the hour was nine o'clock, it is highly probable that many thousands of men were then strolling out into many thousands of gardens in precisely similar conditions; but, given youth, good health, leisure, and a fair amount of money, it is even more probable that few among the smaller number thus roundly favored by fortune looked so perplexed as Grant. Moreover, his actions were eloquent as words. A spacious French window had been cut bodily out of the wall of an old-fashioned room, and was now thrown wide to admit the flower-scented breeze. Between this window and the right-hand angle of the room was a smaller window, square-paned, high above the ground level, and deeply recessed - in fact just the sort of window which one might expect to find in a farm-house built two centuries ago, when light and air were rigorously excluded from interiors. Books, Fiction~~General, Postmasters-Daughter~~Louis-Tracy, , , , , , , , , , General Books LLC<

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