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Anna found herself next Sydney Courtlaw, with his friend close at hand. Mr. Widgett was a journalist and art critic, addicted to a greenish-gray tweed suit and “art” brown ties; he smoked corncob pipes in the Avenue on Sunday morning, travelled third class to London by unusual trains, and openly despised golf. As she had dreaded, the police officer in the car was politely waiting for John to depart, and exited the squad as soon as John turned at the Pine Crest stop sign. It was about twelve feet high, nine wide, and fourteen long; and was approached by double doors each six inches thick. “The man who was found dead in your sister’s room was named Hill?” “It is the man,” she answered. ” “Give me your blessing? I didn’t ask for it. Through this, his last trial, Jack's spirits never deserted him. Chapter XXIV A CASE FOR THE POLICE After that first horrible moment it was perhaps Anna who was the more selfpossessed.
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