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mdp.39015063512316	Morland Nigel	The case of the rusted room ...	1937		.txt	text/plain	62427	6079	90	DIVISIONAL DETECTIVE-INSPECTOR Hunt looked round Wiseman's flat with an uninterested eye. "I expect the answer lies in Miss Prillkins, sir," Johnny The door opened again—this time without any preliminary knock-and Inspector Cross came in. "We're investigating Mr. Wiseman's death, sir," Cross And, five, a young man, believed to be called Hugh Chandler, was apparently worrying him for money." Leastwise, the maid has had to help me with Miss Prillkins, sir; being a spinster, she didn't always like a man When was the last time you saw Mr. Wiseman alive?" Cross glanced at the note-book. Johnny Lamb stirred in his chair and looked at Cross inquiringly. Cross did not like the look of things. "Inspector Cross, sir," that officer replied, "and this is my "I'm awfully sorry, you know, sir," Johnny said. Cross paused to look across at Johnny with a smile. "Yes, sir." Johnny grinned inwardly; it was like Cross "Thinking it over, sir." Johnny was looking distinctly	./cache/mdp.39015063512316.pdf	./txt/mdp.39015063512316.txt