The Crime of the French Café and Other Stories by Nicholas Carter
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accusation was.
"This is ridiculous," said the man. "I read the story of this affair in the papers this morning, but I am not connected with it in any way. If you arrest me, you must be prepared to take the consequences." "I guess we can manage the affair quietly," said Nick, "and give you no trouble at all. I suppose you were going downtown to business?" "Yes." "Well, I will go along, too, if you don't mind." "By all means," said the man, and he looked much relieved. "I understand what your duty is," he continued. "Since this imported French jackass has made this charge, of course you'll have to look into it. Come down to the office and make some inquiries, and then go up to my flat. I was at home last evening after eight o'clock. "What did you do before that?" "I had dinner with my wife, and then put her aboard a train. She's gone away on a visit." "Where has she gone?" "No, sir; none of that. I don't propose to have a detective go flying after her to scare her to death. She keeps out of this mess, if I have any say about it." |
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