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For every hair upon her head, Sooth to say, it was not red, Nor yellow neither, nor brown it was, Methought most like gold it was. And ah! what eyes my lady had, Debonair, goode, glad and sad, Simple, of good size, not too wide. Thereto her look was not aside. Nor overthwart; but so well set that, whoever beheld her was drawn and taken up by it, every part of him.
After a pause Bacon asked: "What should a gentleman engaged as I am do? You do as good as tell me I must fly or hang for it." "I conceive a sensible submission to the Assembly...." So Goode left him to think over the various steps which had led him on to his present desperate situation. But he did not take the advice to submit.
But what really convinced me was coming into the library, a little while ago, and finding him squatting on the top of the spiral, covering Humphrey Goode with a small but particularly evil-looking automatic." Rand chuckled. "What did you do?" "Oh, I climbed up and squatted beside him," she replied. "I got there just as you were telling Goode what he could do with his bribe.
Well, then," Rand asked, "why, since he is so worried about these suicide rumors, doesn't Goode use the one argument which would utterly disprove them? Or is there some reason why he doesn't want to call attention to the fact that Fleming's death is what makes the merger possible?"
Henry Edmunds, who so recently retired from the post of managing director, but who still holds a seat at the board, was sub-manager from the opening; and Mr. Goode, who now fills the manager's seat, went there as a clerk at the same time. The tact and energy of the manager, and the shrewd business capacity of the directors, soon secured a very large business.
Goode was making lemon pie, she should not be forgotten.
You have let it be publicly known that you are a private detective, working for the Fleming family," Goode orated. "How long, then, will it be before it will be said, by all sorts of irresponsible persons, that you are also investigating the death of Lane Fleming?" "Well?" Rand asked patiently. "Are you afraid people will start calling that a murder, too?"
"Yes. The collection, although in the physical possession of Mrs. Fleming, is still an undistributed asset." "I thought so." Rand got out Gladys Fleming's letter of authorization and handed it to Goode. "As you'll see by that, I was retained by, and only by, Mrs. Fleming," he said.
As you reminded me, I'm a small, if purely speculative, stockholder in Premix, myself, and even if I weren't, I should hate to be responsible for undeserved losses by innocent investors." "Yes?" Goode's voice fairly shook. "Then you're going to drop the investigation?" "No, Mr. Goode; I can't do that.
"Now, see here, Rand," Dunmore began, as soon as the detective was inside the room, "we want to know just exactly for whom you're working, around here. And I demand to know where you've been since you left here this evening." "And I," Goode piped up, "must protest most strongly against your involvement in this local murder case.
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