Book Excerpt: "My nerves are--very good. You see, I--I--" She was shaken with a sudden paroxysm of sobs, and the police commissioner turned dazedly to Larry O'Brien."What is she talking about?""That I dunno, sor, excipt that she came in here a bit agone all shook up like ye see her now, sor, and says that she killed Mr. Hamilton!""What? Good God!" Hall stared in amazement, and then voiced the thought that was uppermost in the minds of each: "It's ridiculous!""I said as much, sor; but she says she shot him--""I shot him," said Eunice dully. "Just a little while ago. I came right down in the car to give myself up.""Here!" Hall placed his hands paternally on her shoulders. "You are unnerved, and I'm afraid--not quite yourself. You know that you didn't shoot Mr. Hamilton."Again she was calm, although her body was still wracked by an occasional sob."You mean that you think I did not-- even after I say that I did? That is very foolish, Mr. Hall. I shot Mr. HamRead More
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