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"More?" The man peered down his cadaverous nose at me.
"If I am correct in my thinking, I beg you to help me put an end to Sir John Geeson."
A moment of perfect understanding seemed to pass between us.
Then Mr Death raised his hands and smiled. "Young man, I am but a humble clerk."
"More?" The man peered down his cadaverous nose at me.
"If I am correct in my thinking, I beg you to help me put an end to Sir John Geeson."
A moment of perfect understanding seemed to pass between us.
Then Mr Death raised his hands and smiled. "Young man, I am but a humble clerk."
"I managed to track them down, sir." I replied.
"Ah! Where are they?"
"In the city of Hull...though I doubt they are there any longer."
"Hull?" Sergeant Gray's lips pursed.
There are fools in this world, and people you can easily fool, but Sergeant Gray is not among them.
"I managed to track them down, sir." I replied.
"Ah! Where are they?"
"In the city of Hull...though I doubt they are there any longer."
"Hull?" Sergeant Gray's lips pursed.
There are fools in this world, and people you can easily fool, but Sergeant Gray is not among them.
Explaining my situation would have gone considerably quicker without his constant interjections. And yet he finally took me seriously.
"How is it you know that these escaped housebreakers did not attack Lady Geeson?" he asked.
It was the question I had dreaded.
Explaining my situation would have gone considerably quicker without his constant interjections. And yet he finally took me seriously.
"How is it you know that these escaped housebreakers did not attack Lady Geeson?" he asked.
It was the question I had dreaded.