The Poisoned Pen by Arthur B. (Arthur Benjamin) Reeve
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"Before God," he cried dramatically, "I am as innocent as you are of this crime, Professor Kennedy." "Are you prepared to swear before me," almost shouted Kennedy, his eyes blazing, "that you were never served properly by your wife's lawyers in that suit?" The man cringed back as if a stinging blow had been delivered between his eyes. As he met Craig's fixed glare he knew there was no hope. Slowly, as if the words were being wrung from him syllable by syllable, he said in a muffled voice: "No, I perjured myself. I was served in that suit. But - " "And you swore falsely before Kimmel that you were not?" persisted Kennedy. "Yes," he murmured. "But - " "And you are prepared now to make another affidavit to that effect?" "Yes," he replied. "If - " "No buts or ifs, Thurston," cried Kennedy sarcastically. "What did you make that affidavit for? What is your story?" "Kimmel sent for me. I did not go to him. He offered to pay my debts if I would swear to such a statement. I did not ask why or for whom. I swore to it and gave him a list of my creditors. I |
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