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From: | Joe Dooley |
Subject: | protect |
Date: | Mon, 28 Aug 2006 18:18:34 -0500 |
Oh, he gradually discovered I wasnt a total loss.
He was conscious that at his backChan was nervously walking the floor.
On Monday morning Chan was brisk and
businesslike.
And your chocolate fudge was famous atthe sorority
house.
The Inspector and I went from the train to my
office, Flanneryexplained. Witha surprisingly quick step he went to a table and took
from it the Life ofColonel John Beetham.
I know that he was a famous man from Scotland Yard,
who was killed inMr.
You see, I gave Grace Lane very little attention on
the nightSir Frederic was killed.
Kirk accompanied Miss Morrow to the door. I
recognized her to-day for the firsttime.
A most attracting youngwoman, he remarked. She
believes that a manwho lives alone wallows in grime and waste. These Englishmen
probably cant do a thing until theyve had theirOolong. Well, said Flannery, let me
tell you this. My father will not worry, said Willie Li.
Well, its addressed to Sir Frederic, care of Cooks,
San Francisco,said Flannery. It means only one thing, said Miss Morrow
softly.
He was here the other night at the time of the
murder? The sergeant here has agreed to keep aneye on him, and I rely on you, too,
Mr.
Chan and the boy were fortunate enough to find
seats. With him came Grace Lane, the elevator girl whom Mrs.
Just tend to your work, and when I want you, Ill
tell youso. Were going to find out, Sergeant, just how good a guesser you are,
hesaid.
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