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Phillpotts, Eden, 1862-1960

"The Red Redmaynes"

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"That's why you wanted Bendigo Redmayne's log then?"
"One of the reasons certainly. The diary may be here yet. You can
use your eyes when we are away and try to find it. If you are
allowed to stumble on it, note particularly any pages torn out or
erased or faked."
"You still believe that those about Mr. Redmayne are criminals ?''
"I believe that it becomes necessary to prove they are not. Perhaps
you'll succeed in doing so before we return. There's a devil of a
lot of clearing to be done yet before we begin building. What beats
me frankly is the fact that my old friend Albert is still alive. I
can see no reason whatever why he should be--and a dozen why he
should not."
"Thanks to your forethought in coming unexpectedly, perhaps."
"With all the will and wit in the world you can't prevent one man
from killing another if he wants to do so--that is, assuming the
would-be murderer is at liberty and unknown. One more thing, Mark.
When I leave with Mr. Redmayne, I disappear altogether, and so does
he.


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