‘Believe it or not, I do it for pleasure. I can’t imagine Londoners—particularly interested in me. He must be gone to dispose of the body. With this view, he hurried to the spot where he had left the post-chaise, and found it drawn up at the road-side, the postilion dismounted, and in charge of a couple of farming-men. It was a pity he didn't break his neck, for he was hanged within the year. \" She said. She must weigh her situation. " The detective ruefully inspected the scarlet band on his perfecto. " And, dexterously applying the implement, he forced open the lock. . She was tempted to touch him in the car as they drove to the empty house, but she refrained for fear of causing a car accident.
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