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Hume, Fergus, 1859-1932

"The Green Mummy"

Considering the facts of the murder, it was just what
he expected, although it must be confessed that he was wise after
the event.
"I refer you to your own words immediately before the case was
opened, Professor," he remarked, after the first surprise had
subsided.
"Words! words!" snapped Braddock, who was anything but pleased.
"What words of mine do you mean, Hope?"
"You said that it was not likely that any one would commit a
murder for the sake of the mummy only, and then leave it stranded
in Mrs. Jasher's garden. Also, you declared that you had your
doubts about the safety of the emeralds, else you would not have
consented to sell the mummy again to its rightful owner."
The Professor nodded.
"Quite so: quite so. And what I say I hold to," he retorted,
"especially as I have proved myself a true prophet. You can both
see for yourselves," he waved his hand towards the rifled case,
"that poor Sidney must have been killed for the sake of the
emeralds. The question is, who killed him?"
"The person who knew about the jewels," said Don Pedro promptly.
"Of course: but who did know? I was ignorant until you told me
about the manuscript. And you, Hope?" He searched Archie's
face.


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