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text 2020-03-30 18:47
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No Tears for Hilda: Max Easterbrook Investigates - Andrew Garve

 

Oh, this was so, so bad. 

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text 2020-03-30 18:23
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No Tears for Hilda: Max Easterbrook Investigates - Andrew Garve

 

I have a feeling how this is going to end now, and if I am right, this will make just as much sense as the endings of any of the Bard's romantic comedies...with very questionable choices.

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text 2020-03-30 17:55
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No Tears for Hilda: Max Easterbrook Investigates - Andrew Garve

‘There can’t be,’ said [x] in a hoarse voice. Specks of moisture glistened on his forehead.

‘I tell you I wasn’t there.’

‘You might just as well admit it,’ said Max inexorably. ‘You know you did it. You know, and I know, and [y] knows. The knowledge is in your heart. You can’t conceal it. What are you going to gain by waiting? The police will turn you inside out. They’ll question and probe, and you’ll twist and turn, and in the end they’ll bring it home to you. Don’t underrate them, [x]. You may think now that the evidence is thin, but they’ll build it up item by item and in the end they’ll get you.’

Oh, sure, underpin a whole lot of non-existing evidence with a forced confession based on absolutely nothing. Max is such a blundering idiot.

 

Also, what was the motive again?

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text 2020-03-30 17:31
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No Tears for Hilda: Max Easterbrook Investigates - Andrew Garve

Erm, ... what?

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text 2020-03-30 15:57
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No Tears for Hilda: Max Easterbrook Investigates - Andrew Garve

George looked puzzled.

‘What sort of impact? Why, she hardly knew anyone.’

Max leaned across the table.

‘Look, George, I’ve got to talk very plainly. When I was here before, the few words you said about Hilda left me with the impression that she was a rather mild, harmless sort of woman, and that worried me. It worried me a lot. If she’d really been like that, I just couldn’t see why anyone should have wanted to kill her, and someone had to have done, if only for your sake. So I couldn’t accept the picture, and I set to work making my own inquiries about her – from people who hadn’t built up a defence mechanism the way you had.’

He paused.

‘George, all the evidence I’ve got supports the view that your wife was an absolute pest. I’m sorry to have to say it, but that’s the truth. Far from being mild and harmless, she was a selfish, venomous, dangerous woman who aroused feelings of the strongest dislike in almost everyone she met.’

George was staggered by the sudden passion in Max’s voice.

‘Surely you’re exaggerating!’ he said.

‘I’m not, George. I’ll even go further. I think Hilda was the perfect murderee – a woman specially designed by Nature for a violent end!"

 

Right. Where is my shovel?

Also, I am on annual leave (ironic, I know), so surely it is not too early for drink, right?

 

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