But this is no ordinary murder.

Before it is cleared up there will be astounding revelations.
Mark the word--astounding." Hobbs, whose heavy cheeks were of a brick-red tint, almost startled the conclave by a sudden outburst which gave him an apoplectic appearance.
"You're too kind'earted, Siddle," he cried.

"Wot's the use of talkin' rubbish.

We all know where the body was found.

We all know that Doris Martin an' Mr.Grant were a'sweet-'eartin' in the garden--" "Look here, Hobbs, just keep Doris Martin's name out of it!" shouted Elkin, smiting the table with his fist till the glasses danced.
"Gentlemen!" protested Siddle gently.
"It's all dashed fine, but I'm not--" blustered Elkin.