"What I mean is, she was so handsome, I could never forget the look of her sweet face if I lived a hundred years." No disrespect to the lady, sir, if you know her," he made haste to add, glancing hurriedly at me. "But you recollect how she looked?" "As well as if she was my own mother. "Bless me if I know! I don’t think I heard, sir." Then, without any further introduction: "What was the first name of the lady you saw married in your master’s house last summer?" "Of course not, of course not," returned the affable detective. "I usually calculate to do that thing, sir at all events, I was never called a liar as I can remember." Stebbins’ hired man, is it? Well, you look as though you could tell the truth." Gryce, directing his attention at the latter in his own whimsical, non-committal way "this is the deceased Mr. In another moment the spruce Q and the shock-headed Cook entered the room. "I expected, of course, you would want to question them," said I, coming back. "That was a wise move let us see the boys have them up." Then, in a sudden burst, "Where is the man Cook?" "I doubt if it will be so very difficult," said he.
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