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Updated: June 6, 2025
"How do I know that?" "That's so, how do you?" Fibsy's grin was sociable. "Well, look here, I guess this'll fix it. I'm errand boy to you know who " he winked mysteriously, "to the man he takes his acrobat lessons off of." "Oh," the woman looked frightened. "Hush up it's all right. Only don't mention no names. Go on upstairs third floor front." "Yep," and Fibsy went quietly up the stairs.
How are you connected with the murder of Sanford Embury?" "Will anything I say be used against me?" Hanlon's tone was jocular, but he was staring hard at Fibsy's face. "If it's usable," was the nonchalant reply. "Well, use it if you can. I'm mixed up in the matter, as you put it, because I'm trying to find the murderer on my own account." "Why do you want the murderer on your own account?"
Experienced in fake mediums, she believed Willy Hanlon's assertion that this man was one of the few genuine mystics, but she proposed to judge for herself. At last Marigny spoke. His voice was low, his tones monotonous and uninflected. "Aunt Abby Aunt Westminster Abbey" the words came slowly. Miss Ames gave a startled jump. Her face blanched and she trembled as she clutched Fibsy's arm.
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