The Almost Perfect Murder

have been coined to describe that little man. A day in jail had rubbed none of the bloom off him. He pretended to be swelling with indignation like a little turkey cock.

\"You admit, then, that these were your bottles,\" said Mme. Storey.

\"I can't identify them,\" he said with a conceited laugh, \"but if she says she got them out of my waste basket it's all right with me...Tell the judge what was in them.\"

\"Each bottle contained X,\" said Mme. Storey carelessly.


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have been coined to describe that little man. A day in jail had rubbed none of the bloom off him. He pretended to be swelling with indignation like a little turkey cock.

\"You admit, then, that these were your bottles,\" said Mme. Storey.

\"I can't identify them,\" he said with a conceited laugh, \"but if she says she got them out of my waste basket it's all right with me...Tell the judge what was in them.\"

\"Each bottle contained X,\" said Mme. Storey carelessly.


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