Octavus Roy Cohen

Octavus Roy Cohen

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Portrait of Octavus Roy Cohen Octavus Roy Cohen Six Seconds of Darkness — Chapter IX (1918)

The latest was more sensational, perhaps, and rather closer to the bosom of the police department; but murder, robbery—nothing for a professional policeman to lose his head over.
He turned on his side, and his eyes rested on the figure of David Carroll. For a second he winked unbelievingly—it was incomprehensible that the smooth, slender, boyish face on the cot beside his belonged to one of the best detectives in the country; a man gentle of manner and modest of demeanour; fair to a fault, and with a code of honour as rigid and unshakable as the Rock of Gibraltar
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Portrait of Octavus Roy Cohen Octavus Roy Cohen Six Seconds of Darkness — Chapter IX (1918)

Here”—he thrust into the little wizened hands an empty revolver, the very one Badger had used the previous night—“go right ahead, just as you did last night.”
Badger gazed appealingly from one to the other.
“What’s the use of it?” he questioned vaguely. “Haven’t I told you I killed him?”
“Yes,” said Carroll gently, “but we are rather puzzled about the case. There are three punishments for killing a man; the crime may be murder, it may be manslaughter, or it may be plain homicide—and the latter may be justifiable. We will watch you. You’ll do it, won’t you?”
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