Chapter 22

The General never turned a hair. “Oh, I know no more than any other newspaper reader,” he gobbled. “But with all due respect, Mr. Mappin, I think you were mistaken in ascribing the murder to foreign plotters. To me it bears all the marks of the native thug. It seems that Nick Peters did quite an extensive business in his small way. Well, it evidently occurred to some local bad man that being a Slovak Nick would have his hoard concealed under the floor or somewhere, and he went after it, that’s all. Not finding it t…