The Stowmarket Mystery - Or, A Legacy of Hate by Louis Tracy
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troubled by the interrogatory.
"Do you mind if I ask you, sir, why you are seeking this information?" he inquired, after a thoughtful pause. "A very proper question. Mr. David Hume-Frazer is a friend of mine, and he has sought my help to clear away the mystery attached to his cousin's death." "But why do you come to me?" "Because you are a very likely person to have some knowledge on the point I raised. You see every person who enters or leaves Stowmarket by train." "That is true. We railway men see far more than people think," said the official, with a smile. "But it is very odd that you should be the first gentleman to think of talking to me in connection with the affair, though I can assure you certain things puzzled me a good deal at the time." "And what were they?" "You are the gentleman who came here three days ago with Mr. David, whom, by the way, I hardly recognised at first?" "Exactly." "Well, I suppose it is all right. I did not interfere because I could not see my way clear to voluntarily give evidence. Of course, were I summoned by the police, it would be a different matter. The incidents of that New Year's Eve fairly bewildered me." |
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