The Almost Perfect Murder

\" said my mistress, almost regretfully, one would have said.

\"I do insist on it,\" he said quickly.

\"Very well. It was not an emerald pin, of course, that I was looking for at the bottom of the well.\"

\"What was it then?\"

She turned to the door. \"What did you find there, Crider?\"

\"A Matson 32 automatic, Madame. The magazine is full.\"

\"Hand it over!\" said Whittall.

Crider, naturally, made no move to obey.

\"This is mere folly,


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\" said my mistress, almost regretfully, one would have said.

\"I do insist on it,\" he said quickly.

\"Very well. It was not an emerald pin, of course, that I was looking for at the bottom of the well.\"

\"What was it then?\"

She turned to the door. \"What did you find there, Crider?\"

\"A Matson 32 automatic, Madame. The magazine is full.\"

\"Hand it over!\" said Whittall.

Crider, naturally, made no move to obey.

\"This is mere folly,


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