The Almost Perfect Murder

murmured the obvious things about what a sad occasion it was, etc., etc. The secretary rose to it like any woman—in words, but with a curiously monotonous voice like a child repeating a lesson. Her remote glance did not share in what she was saying. She was like a beautiful statue with a phonograph inside it.

\"Yes, I have lost more than my job here,\" she said, \"I have lost a friend. All I can do for him now is to finish his


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murmured the obvious things about what a sad occasion it was, etc., etc. The secretary rose to it like any woman—in words, but with a curiously monotonous voice like a child repeating a lesson. Her remote glance did not share in what she was saying. She was like a beautiful statue with a phonograph inside it.

\"Yes, I have lost more than my job here,\" she said, \"I have lost a friend. All I can do for him now is to finish his


980 of 1255