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Updated: June 14, 2025
"I take my hat off to you, Miss Wallace, when it comes to observing and deducing, but I'm afraid your theorizing is weak." "I never theorize," she reminded me. "All I deal with is facts." She had perched herself on an overturned box, and was watching Worth sort junk. I leaned against the roof-house, pushed Kite's donated cigar unlighted into a corner of my mouth and stared at her.
Miss Wallace seemed interested in this; but all the time we were making the last lap, by an iron stairway, to that roof-house we had seen from the top of the St.
Sure enough, he'd dug up a respectable brown, sole leather suitcase with brass trimmings such as a bank clerk might have carried, suspiciously much too good to have been thrown out here. Could it be that the thieves had indeed met in one of the Gold Nugget's rooms or in the roof-house up here, made their divvy, split the swag, and thus clumsily disposed of the container?
I explained this to the others, but Worth had attacked a rack of old truck piled in the corner of the roof-house, and paid little attention to me, while Miss Wallace nodded with her provoking smile and said, "Once yes; no doubt you are exactly right. I wasn't looking for a way that a man might take once, under pressure of great necessity." "Why not?" I countered.
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