You must help me, Dune." "Help you ?" "Yes--help them to catch the murderer.

We must think of everything that could make a clue.

Perhaps this girl.

I _had_ heard something about her, of course; but perhaps there was another lover, a rival or something, or perhaps her father----" "Well," Dune said slowly, "my advice to you, Craven, is not to think too much about the whole business.

A thing like that is certain to get on one's nerves--leave it alone as much as you can----" "What a funny chap you are! You're always like that.