death-agent

Updated: June 14, 2025

That, he said, was what the strange gentleman who had come that very morning asked, a queer, bent little gentlemen, very bald and with big eye-glasses, who was kind, and wept with them and gave them money to bury the "bambino." "Moseley, by the Lord Harry!" exclaimed Mr. Curtis Fleming. "But what was the death-agent?" Average Jones shook his head. "Too early to do more than guess.

Samuel Hopkins Adams - Average Jones