Capitolo 48
eyes; a personality resolved, strong and quietly vigilant. It was
it apparently concealed from the halfhearted one you speak to goslow mode, what, as everybody that ever had
seen well the announcement-visor to his/her chosen searches he/she knew, it meant
wakened up or it intensified interest in the available matter.
"Where--the er--it is--the--the er--the body"
"I don't know. It to the not is found."
"Then as he/she knows that he is dead?"
The other ones lacerated opened the bundle that he has brought, and diffused first Media
Jones a stained and white shirt with brown splotches and of malaugurio.
"It is his/her shirt. There are the initials. Planned to my house and it got
there only after I went away. My secretary got him/it with the note,
that is united to him. Here it is."
He produced some commune you wrapping-carpet on that it was this
you signal in raw letters of capital:
TWO DAGOESS SHOT HIM DASSENT SAY ANYBODY
MORE FROM A FRIEND IN CINCINNATI
It mediates Jones it examined the wrap. It was stamped Cincinnati.
Him next they smoothed out the crumpled silk and they minutely studied the
stains of the skin that were heavier on the left breast and shoulder.
To the surprise of Doctor Hoff, the look of the youth wandered the great one
desk in front of him, establishing with satisfaction on a sponge-cup for
postage stamps that dampen. Applying this to one of the stains on the shirt,
he vigorously rubbed the wet portion on a sheet of paper that
disposition next to hand. Its lips knitted. He very slightly whistled and
meditatively. He scratched his/her chin with a slow movement.
"Is it that everybody?" he shot out suddenly to the oldest man.
"Everybody! To the not it enough? He is he/she murdered; murdered, I tell him,
a' you put there a' the whistle!"
It mediates Jones it directed far a dreamy smile toward a the comer of the
room.
"I don't see till now" anything, he observed, to point out that Your
I give birth it is not alive and well to this moment."
Doctor Hoff struck down heavily his/her fist on the desk. "What is this
You givins are' me? Cannot you/he/she read? You look there at that note, a' the