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"It is queer that it should be so difficult to find any information about a woman who played such an important part in his life," said Mr. Flexen gloomily. "It's not so very uncommon," said the lawyer. "Well, let's hope that the advertisement she'll get from my newspaper friends will bring her to light," said Mr. Flexen.
Manley and stopped short, paused, and went on: "You seem to have made up your mind that it was a murder and not a suicide." "So you do know something about the movements of Hutchings," said Mr. Flexen, smiling. "You'll be subpoenaed, you know, if he is charged with the murder." "That would, of course, be quite a different matter," said Mr. Manley gravely.
However, only himself and William Roper knew, at present, that James Hutchings had come and gone by the library window, had actually passed twice within a few feet of his sleeping, or dead, master. That fact, also, Mr. Flexen proposed to keep to himself till he saw reason to divulge it. His next business must be to question Hutchings.
The certificate isn't among his scrip he kept all his scrip at the Castle he wouldn't keep it at his bank. Those rubber shares were worth just about twelve thousand pounds." "Well, there you are," said Mr. Flexen. "No, I'm not, I tell you I don't believe in that gift not even in the circumstances.
"Quite right quite right," said Mr. Flexen heartily. "Many a man's tongue has lost him a good job." "You're right there, sir. But not me it won't," said William Roper with emphasis. "I can see that. You've too much sense. Well, I shall keep in touch with you, and when the time comes you'll be called on. Drink my health. Good day," said Mr. Flexen, giving him half-a-crown.
I'm beginning to think that he's one of the most able murderers I ever heard of. I certainly never came across one in my own experience who was a patch on him," said Mr. Flexen. "Don't be in such a hurry to lose hope. There must be some way of getting at him there must be," said Mr. Carrington obstinately. "I'm glad to hear it," said Mr. Flexen in a tone of utter scepticism. They walked on, Mr.
Then he broke out violently: "But we're not beaten yet. Now that we know for a fact that he murdered Loudwater and why, there must be some way of getting at him." "I very much doubt it," said Flexen sadly. "He's an uncommonly able fellow. I don't believe that he's taken a chance. He wears a glove and leaves the knife in the wound, so that there are no bloodstains. And consider the cheque.
There was one at breakfast about my cat and another at lunch about the wine. He fancied it was corked." Olivia had perceived clearly that since Elizabeth Twitcher had been a witness of her husband's outburst about Grey, it would be merely foolish not to be frank about it. "But the last matter was very much more serious than the matter of the cat or the wine," said Mr. Flexen.
"Oh, they don't pay no 'eed to 'er not about 'ere, sir. They know Jim Hutchings," said William Roper contemptuously. "I see," said Mr. Flexen. "'Er ladyship and Colonel Grey, they still spends a lot of their time in the East wood pavilion. But now 'er ladyship's a widder, it's nobody's business but their own, I reckon," said William Roper. "Of course not, of course not," said Mr.
Flexen did not soothe him at all by pointing out that he was in a beautiful country on a beautiful day. Then he told them about the coming of the mysterious woman and her violent quarrel with the Lord Loudwater just about the probable time of his death. Douglas at once lost his irritated air and displayed a lively interest in the matter; Gregg listened and blinked. Mr.
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