The Butler Did It. Or Did He?
The more I think about it, the more I wonder why everyone automatically jumps to the conclusion that Mr. Body was murdered. He might have over-indulged on the laudanum. Took the Bentley round the cliff corner too fast. Flew his bi-plane into inclement weather. Slipped on the marble tiled floor while getting out of the whirlpool.
Wealthy Industrialists are notoriously eccentric; it's practically a job requirement. Maybe it was him. In the library. With the pocket watch.
. . . yeeeeeees. I should draw up a new Clue card with this possibility.
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Wealthy Industrialists are notoriously eccentric; it's practically a job requirement. Maybe it was him. In the library. With the pocket watch.
. . . yeeeeeees. I should draw up a new Clue card with this possibility.
We regret to inform the readership that, due to the high temperatures and humidity, all higher thought functions have been suspended for the indefinite future.
Our sincere apologies,
Mgmnt.