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Portrait of J. S. Fletcher J. S. Fletcher The Markenmore Mystery — Chapter 14 (1923)

Grimsdale was looking from the stranger to Blick, and Blick hastened to speak. "Are you the man with whom Guy Markenmore had supper at the Sceptre last Monday midnight?" he asked abruptly. "The man who booked a room there and never occupied it?"
"I am that man," replied the stranger, with a ready nod and smile. "No other!"
"Do you mind telling me who you are?" asked Blick. "And what you are?"
"I do not! My name is Edward Lansbury, and I'm a financier, with businesses in New York and in London. Who are you and what's your business?"
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Portrait of J. S. Fletcher J. S. Fletcher The Markenmore Mystery — Chapter 14 (1923)

Guy Markenmore's property and money were left untouched. No—I mean that money is at the bottom of the mystery of his murder—that he was murdered by some evil person who will benefit by his death—in a pecuniary sense, Mr. Blick, a pecuniary sense. I may be wrong," concluded Mr. Crawley; "I may be wholly and entirely wrong—but, on the evidence, sir, such is my opinion. And I have served on a jury—more than once."
"I shouldn't wonder if there's a good deal in what you say," admitted Blick. "There's generally some question of money at the bottom of all these things.
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Portrait of J. S. Fletcher J. S. Fletcher The Markenmore Mystery — Chapter 14 (1923)

At five minutes to ten he went down to the station, and handing over his horse and trap to the care of the boy, walked upon the up platform. The London express was nearly due, and, as usual, there were many passengers awaiting its ar rival: the platform was thronged. But Grimsdale was quick to observe that Blick was there, and that near him, mingling with the crowd, were two or three plainclothes policemen of the local force; clearly Blick was expecting somebody. And Grimsdale, a bit of straw protruding from his lips, watched, keen-eyed and observant.
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