I fancy he belonged to some gambling club in town.

I dare say he couldn't get a cab to bring him out here.
Mind you, I don't know much about him.

We only knew him to nod to.' "'Poor beggar! it looks almost like an old-fashioned case of garroting.' "'Anyway, the blackguardly murderer, whoever he was, wanted to make sure he had killed his man!' added Constable F 18, as he picked up an object from the pavement.

'Here's the revolver, with two cartridges missing.
You gentlemen heard the report just now ?' "'He don't seem to have hit him though.

The poor bloke was strangled, no doubt.' "'And tried to shoot at his assailant, obviously,' asserted the young barrister with authority.
"'If he succeeded in hitting the brute, there might be a chance of tracing the way he went.' "'But not in the fog.' "Soon, however, the appearance of the inspector, detective, and medical officer, who had quickly been informed of the tragedy, put an end to further discussion.
"The bell at No.