The Almost Perfect Murder

and poured himself a drink with shaking hands. Gulped it down at a draught. He went to the windows and jerked at the curtain cords senselessly, though they were already opened to their widest. Again, one was reminded of something comic in his attempt to make out that there was nothing the matter. Finally he asked in a thick voice:

\"Am I to have any explanation of this extraordinary visit?\"

\"I would not insist on it, Whittall,


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and poured himself a drink with shaking hands. Gulped it down at a draught. He went to the windows and jerked at the curtain cords senselessly, though they were already opened to their widest. Again, one was reminded of something comic in his attempt to make out that there was nothing the matter. Finally he asked in a thick voice:

\"Am I to have any explanation of this extraordinary visit?\"

\"I would not insist on it, Whittall,


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