The Poetical Policeman-2

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Mr. Reeder looked up. 'Well?' said the Prosecutor. 'There's nothing remarkable about that. It was probably Green, who dodged round the block and came in at the back of the constable.' Mr. Reeder scratched his chin. 'Yes.' he said thoughtfully, 'ye—es.' He shifted uncomfortably in his chair. 'Would it be considered indecorous if I made a few inquiries, independent of the police?' he asked nervously. 'I should not like them to think that a mere dilettante was interfering with their lawful functions.' 'By all means,' said the Prosecutor heartily. 'Go down and see the officer in charge of the case: I'll give you a note to him—it is by no means unusual for my officer to conduct a separate investigation, though I am afraid you will discover very little. The ground has been well covered by Sc

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