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Updated: May 22, 2025
"Initials on the cigarcase, R. B. Same monogram on the billbook." The sheriff had stooped to pick up a battered hat as he moved toward the deputy. Now he showed the initials stamped on the sweat band. "R. B. here, too." "Suit of gray clothes, derby hat, size and weight about medium. We'll never know about the scar on the eyebrow, but I guess Mr. Bellamy is identified without that."
"Crushed to death in a cattle stampede, looks like," he called to the sheriff. "Search him, Jack," the sheriff ordered. The young man gave an exclamation of surprise. He was standing with a cigarcase in one hand and a billbook in the other. "It's the man we're after it's Bellamy." Burke left his horse and came forward. "How do you know?"
This man was about his size, dressed much like him, and so mutilated that identification was impossible. From his own pocket he took a leather bill book and a monogrammed cigarcase. With a sharp stone he scarred the former. The metal case he crushed out of shape beneath the heel of his boot.
Do you" Anna was deadly pale as she turned the cigarcase from side to side "do you imagine that I smoke, 'par hasard?" She tried to laugh off her intemperate manner of speech; the laugh broke at sight of a blood-mark on one corner of the case; she started and said earnestly, "I beg you to let me hear what the meaning of this may be?"
Caldew walked towards him, wondering whether Miss Heredith had missed her chain of charms, and had gone upstairs to find it. In that case, he reflected grimly, the position of the previous night was reversed, and this time it was she who was forestalled. It was an ironical situation, truly, but he was to some extent the master of it. Musard nodded to the detective and proffered his cigarcase.
There you have two fixed principles, so to speak, each of which renders it impossible for a lady who rejoices apparently in no other name than Joan " "Joan Vernon," put in Felix, producing a cigarcase, an exact replica of that containing the bombs, and selecting one of the long thin cigars he favored. "Ah, certainly. The Princess spoke to her in Vienna, and ascertained her name then.
Having first taken one twenty dollar yellowback from the well-padded book, he slipped it and the cigarcase into the inner coat pocket of the dead man. Irregularly in a dozen places he gashed with his knife the derby hat he was wearing, ripped the band half loose, dragged it in the dust, and jumped on it till the hat was flat as a pancake. Finally he kicked it into the sand a dozen yards away.
Then he passed the ever-ready cigarcase. "Smoke up, and after a bit we'll go and try it on the dog see if a second meal in the diner will come as near to upsetting you as the first one did. Say, don't you know, I'm bully glad we met up in the smoker this morning?
Do you" Anna was deadly pale as she turned the cigarcase from side to side "do you imagine that I smoke, 'par hasard?" She tried to laugh off her intemperate manner of speech; the laugh broke at sight of a blood-mark on one corner of the case; she started and said earnestly, "I beg you to let me hear what the meaning of this may be?"
They will be wise after the event, not before, which is often the better part of wisdom. Have you a steady hand? Will you flinch if I ask you to destroy every man on the other side of that door?" Beaumanoir twisted his head round and grinned. "If asking will do the trick, try me!" said he. Felix took from an inner pocket of his coat a gunmetal cigarcase. He pressed a spring, and the lid flew open.
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