The Finishing Stroke (Thorndike Press Large Print Paperback Series)

The Finishing Stroke (Thorndike Press Large Print Paperback Series)

Ellery Queen

Language: English

Pages: 355

ISBN: 0783886675

Format: PDF / Kindle (mobi) / ePub

Book by Queen, Ellery

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surprise. Isn’t it tremendous? I’m still pinching myself.’ ‘And it will sell exactly four hundred and fifty-nine copies,’ Marius said, waving his empty glass like a baton, ‘and get a smasher of a review from The Journal of Veterinary Medicine.’ But his grating voice was lost in the hubbub; and by the time the last guest had arrived, Marius was tightly asleep in his chair. The man whose modest valise Felton carried in from the Peerless was a spare old fellow of great vigour, with barely

God, Mr. Craig, how did you happen to get a killed man dumped in your house?’ Craig growled back, ‘My God, Brick, how would I know?’ The man evidently had not the cloudiest notion of where to begin. He could only stare down at the corpse and mutter, ‘Stuck in the back, huh? Hell of a note,’ while his weathered face registered a deeper shade of green. When he was told that all present disclaimed knowledge of the dead man’s identity, he actually looked relieved. ‘Then I don’t think we got much

misunderstanding what he means this time, is there?’ John said with a short laugh. He turned to the liquor cabinet automatically. ‘Rusty,’ Ellery said. ‘Would you say this is a life cast?’ ‘No.’ Rusty’s disturbed glance was on John. ‘It looks more to me like an art class model for anatomy study. You can buy things like this in any art supply store.’ ‘X marks the spot,’ Arthur Craig mumbled. ‘But why a hand?’ ‘Palmistry,’ Mrs. Brown said suddenly. ‘The palm – the lifeline – X cutting the

some five days.’ ‘Through, Mr. Queen?’ his father asked. ‘Of course. What more is there?’ ‘Oh, a mere detail,’ the Inspector murmured. ‘Give it to him, Velie.’ Sergeant Velie chuckled. ‘The twin son died on January the twenty, Nineteen-O-Five, at the age of fourteen days.’ ‘No!’ Ellery cried. ‘Yes,’ Sergeant Velie said. ‘Impossible!’ ‘Maestro, I can prove it to you both ways from the ace.’ ‘You made a mistake!’ ‘Is that nice?’ the sergeant growled. ‘Guys get their teeth shoved down

shattered. Ellery leaped for the light switch and reached it simultaneously with Sergeant Devoe. When he turned around, Dr. Dark was easing Olivette Brown back in her chair and Rusty was patting her mother’s waxy cheeks frantically. ‘I don’t know why I let her do this. She’s always so upset afterward. Goodness knows I don’t believe in any of it, but she seems to induce a kind of self-hypnosis … Mother. Mother.’ ‘Let me,’ Dr. Dark said. ‘Arthur, get that chair over here. I want to stretch her

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