Subject: blackmail sanity

From: "Timothy Francis" <[email-masked]>
Date: Tue, 22 Aug 2006 23:26:52 -0700

Even people who foundit difficult to admire him found it equally difficult not to likehim. Especially are the Greek and Latin classics vitiated by translation.
Its damned serious, and from the looks of it, its goingto cause an ungodly scandal. Nobody never got in through those windows. The greatmajority of those with whom he came in contact regarded him as asnob. I trust you wont also wear your green carnation, grumbledMarkham.
Yes, sir, I have, Hagedorn replied, in his ponderous monotone.
In his liking forme, however, no such basis of appeal was present.
And before the other could protest,he rose and pushed a bell-button.
His head was round andabnormally large, and his ears seemed sunken into his skull.
In the middle of the east wall,facing the door, was an ornate fireplace and carved marble mantel.
Nobody never got in through those windows. Anadmirable gift, even if an uncomfortable one. I trust you wont also wear your green carnation, grumbledMarkham.
But get the body tothe mortuary as soon as you can.
Then go back to the office andwait for me. It was evident, however, that the district attorney was not in ajovial mood. He has sent a really goodishcollection of his Cézannes here.
Markham is holding over a corpseand I want something rather spiffy.
Now you two fellows chase along withBurke.
The room presented an appearance of garish opulence. Vance was frankly a cynic, but he was rarely bitter; his was aflippant, Juvenalian cynicism.
If you do, smiled Markham, hell probably arrest you as asuspicious character. Vance was frankly a cynic, but he was rarely bitter; his was aflippant, Juvenalian cynicism.
But get the body tothe mortuary as soon as you can.
Any idea how close to Benson the gun was held? In fact, Iwouldnt be here now if Major Benson hadnt phoned me and asked meto lend a hand.
A couple of minutes wont make any difference. Markham, heexplained in a low, well-modulated voice. Atlength he straightened up and wiped his hands on a large coloredsilk handkerchief. Markham is holding over a corpseand I want something rather spiffy. He was about sixty, with white hair and a brownmoustache, and was immaculately dressed.