He might solve the riddle. There was nothing in his manner to suggest the misery of the preceding night. He grabbed her wrist and prised the weapon from her fingers, ignoring her other hand that clawed at his to try to retain the trophy. She regarded him coldly, as though wondering whether he had anything further to say. He turned his eyes and stared at Miss Garvice like one who wakes from a reverie, and then got up and strolled down the laboratory toward his refuge, the preparation-room. “Have you anything to ask the witness?” asked the helpful inspector. ‘Merci, dieu. “See you.
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