The Almost Perfect Murder

was merely polite; it seemed to be tacitly agreed that all painful subjects must be deferred until we had at least got our food down. Nobody cared about eating, and many things were sent away untasted. It threatened to go on for ever, until Mme. Storey said in her brusque and humorous way: \"Look here, must we eat any more?\"

\"No, no!\" he said, rousing himself. He spoke to the footman behind his chair. \"Never mind the game,


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was merely polite; it seemed to be tacitly agreed that all painful subjects must be deferred until we had at least got our food down. Nobody cared about eating, and many things were sent away untasted. It threatened to go on for ever, until Mme. Storey said in her brusque and humorous way: \"Look here, must we eat any more?\"

\"No, no!\" he said, rousing himself. He spoke to the footman behind his chair. \"Never mind the game,


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