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THE MIDDLE TEMPLE MURDER
Spargo went away down Fleet Street, seeing nobody. He muttered to himself, and he was still muttering when he got into his room at the office. And what he muttered was the same thing, repeated over and over again:
"Six hours—six hours—six hours! Those six hours!"
Next morning the Watchman came out with four leaded columns of up-to-date news about the Marbury Case, and right across the top of the four ran a heavy double line of great capitals, black and staring:—
Who Saw John Marbury Between 3.15 p. m. and 9.15
p. m. on the Day Preceding His Murder?
