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"I can
assure you, Holmes," said Inspector Lestrade, sucking in air
through his teeth, "it was not a pretty sight. The victim lay
in a pool of blood with half a dozen knife wounds; his nose was
broken and he had received a hard blow to the back of his head.
But I think it was no more than he deserved. I actually pity the
murderer more."
Holmes raised
his eyebrows. "You mean you've already found the murderer?"
"Well,
it was quite simple really," continued Lestrade. "The
murder victim was not a very popular chap. As a private investigator,
he'd found out a lot of unpleasant things about a whole variety
of local people, mostly important people like the new Liberal candidate,
Brian Longman who was tipped to win the forthcoming election. He's
got no chance now, of course!"
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"Why
on earth not?" Holmes interjected.
"Well, you see, we've arrested his wife, Alice, for murder. Sad
case really. It seems the victim was blackmailing her about a love
affair she'd had with a certain Andrew Leamington, a close friend
of the family and head of a rival detective agency. If the news had
got out, it would have meant ruin for her marriage and her husband's
political career. No-one would have suspected her except for a blackmail
note we found on the floor near the victims corpse. It was addressed
to A.L. and demanded £1,000."
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"Was
there no address?" Holmes inquired.
"No, she must have left the envelope at home. You see she came
to his flat to pay him off, then, in a fit of anger, picked up this
heavy ashtray and hit him on the back of the head. He fell flat on
his face.
"That would explain the broken nose, but not the knife wounds
in his back."
"I was coming to that. She probably wanted to make absolutely
sure he was dead. But then she did a stupid thing. Maybe she had a
twinge of conscience, or perhaps she hoped she hadn't really killed
him, so the stupid woman called on the doctor who lives almost opposite.
She hammered on the door, shouted for help and ran off into the night.
She'd left a hurried note on the ground with the victim's address.
Our good Dr. Harrap, who is chairman of the local Committee for the
Preservation of Moral Values, went to the scene of the crime as soon
as he could..."
"How do you mean?" asked Holmes. "Didn't he go immediately?"
"No, he couldn't. He was examining a very important patient,
Mr. Lonsdale the Tory MP He couldn't have left such an important person
halfway through an examination. But he went as soon as he'd finished,
about 15 minutes later. As it happens it was the patient who recognized
the woman's voice. As soon as we went round to her house, she broke
down and confessed to the murder. So, you see, a perfectly simple
case really."
"I have a strange feeling," said Holmes, "that you
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