The Almost Perfect Murder



A general murmur of assent went around.

\"I won't confess!\" shouted Harris. \"You can all be damned! Take me to the police! I'd sooner face them than a set of vultures like you!\"

Mr. Punch tried in vain to browbeat the man into making a confession, but Harris only cried and cursed and turned stubborn. Finally Anne Boleyn said smoothly:

\"Let me see what I can get out of him.\"

With a shrug, Mr. Punch moved over on the little sofa,


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A general murmur of assent went around.

\"I won't confess!\" shouted Harris. \"You can all be damned! Take me to the police! I'd sooner face them than a set of vultures like you!\"

Mr. Punch tried in vain to browbeat the man into making a confession, but Harris only cried and cursed and turned stubborn. Finally Anne Boleyn said smoothly:

\"Let me see what I can get out of him.\"

With a shrug, Mr. Punch moved over on the little sofa,


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