"Oh you do, do you? And why is that Quigs?"
"Well, last I saw them-Ingeborg especially- was quite shaken up over this ordeal. They simply can't believe that they are suspects in this case. I'm sure that they would feel much more at ease-and therefore more willing to cooperate-if a person they consider a friend were present at the inquiry." Mews leaned back and smiled at Quigley.
"I believe you're absolutely right Quigs. I'm afraid I must insist that you keep your schedule open early this week."
"Yes, very well, I shall do just that Mews," Quigley said pressing out his downy breast with satified elan.
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Ah, I see! Most intriguing, these humans.
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Wow Mr Mews, there is so much going on there that we are missing ! We need to do a better job keeping up!
ReplyDeleteI know it's late, but has Mews considered that the twins are Quigley's alibi for one of the letter nights? The one he was in the hall... returning a sweater?
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