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From: | Irene Gregory |
Subject: | [Cardinal-dev] arthritis inconsolable |
Date: | Sun, 17 Sep 2006 20:10:35 -0000 |
But I was hoping the whole thing had been settledby
now.
After all, the man was only a dishwasher here. But,
demanded the girl, arent you going to arrest him?
He looked at Vance, and tossedthe card on the
inlaid tabouret beside him. The man gave Vance a glance of interrogation. Why, thats
the one that burned a hole in my dress last Saturday out inRiverdale. Doolson
probably has everyreason to regard Burns highly.
Ivemany things to tell you, and I may have more by
morning.
Vance took the cigarette and heldit gingerly near
his nose.
Vance merely raised his eyebrows slightly, and drew
deeply on hiscigarette.
He shook himselfweakly, and stared at Vance. The
Sergeant departed, and Vance immediately put a call through toMarkham. Anyhow, I
couldnt tellanything from it, and I was awfully mad all over again. Where did you
find that cigarette, Miss Allen? She turned momentarily to Burns, but did not wait
for a reply. Anyhow, I couldnt tellanything from it, and I was awfully mad all over
again.
He looks like a pretty slick article to me, Heath
remonstrated meekly.
Markham approached the girl with an austere
frown.
Owen snarled, and I could feel a chill go down my
spine.
Yet Ifelt as if I had been listening to a bitter
and passionate tirade.
Vance did not interrupt her during this diverting,
but pathetic, display. It may go farther back than that instinct, Vance suggested.
Where, by the by,does brother Mirche reside?
A poisonous madman,like some foul, crawling
creature.
And Id have remembered, too, ifId ever seen
him.
Im greatly surprised that you should be interested,
Mr.
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