The Almost Perfect Murder

the second, one of Inspector Rumsey's plain-clothes men. In a trice they had the Italian covered, and forced him to drop his gun.

And so we were saved. In the powerful reaction that overcame me, all my strength seemed to desert me for a moment. I dropped on the edge of the bed. Mme. Storey said:

\"Give me a cigarette, George.\"

\"Where's Chico?\" asked Stephens.

\"They have him safe downstairs.\"

He jerked his head towards


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the second, one of Inspector Rumsey's plain-clothes men. In a trice they had the Italian covered, and forced him to drop his gun.

And so we were saved. In the powerful reaction that overcame me, all my strength seemed to desert me for a moment. I dropped on the edge of the bed. Mme. Storey said:

\"Give me a cigarette, George.\"

\"Where's Chico?\" asked Stephens.

\"They have him safe downstairs.\"

He jerked his head towards


866 of 1255