He did not care whether the stories were accepted or not. An uncomfortable silence followed. The detective rapidly sketched the appearance of the room in his notebook, and picked up the pistol from under the table. "Here is my purse; and I trust you will let me know to whom I am indebted for this important service. Since the discovery of them, she had been madly eager to read these typewritten tales. That register would be easy to get at; comforting thought. "Yes. It isn't for their sakes, it's for your own.
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