"There's no doubt about it ?" "Doubt!" exclaimed Bent.

"I should think there is no doubt! As determined a murder as ever I heard of.

No--there's no doubt." Mallalieu paused--at the gate of his own house.
"Come in, gentlemen," he said.

"Come in just a minute, anyway.

I--egad it's struck me all of a heap, has that news! Murder ?--there hasn't been such a thing in these parts ever since I came here, near thirty years ago.