id	author	title	date	pages	extension	mime	words	sentences	flesch	summary	cache	txt
hvd.32044086882628	Fletcher J. S.	The borough treasurer by J.S. Fletcher	1921		.txt	text/plain	63273	5094	88	Whoever had walked into Mallalieu & Cotherstone's yard one October afternoon a few years ago Cotherstone sat there a long time, thinking, reflecting, reckoning up things. Bent was a tall, handsome man, blonde, blueeyed, ready of word and laugh; Brereton, a mediumsized, compact fellow, dark of hair and eye, with an She vanished into a side-room, and Bent and Brereton went down the garden and met the others, carrying the dead man. things," he said, "but you know as well as I do, Mr. Mayor, that Harborough's not a man that's ever Bent glanced along the road and saw Avice Harborough at a little distance, hastening in their direction and talking earnestly to a middle-aged man who moment's look into Cotherstone's mind—or into Mallalieu's either For I'll swear that these two know He had never heard Cotherstone nor Mallalieu mention Wilchester at any time since his first coming	./cache/hvd.32044086882628.pdf	./txt/hvd.32044086882628.txt