The Mystery of the Peacock's Eye

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by Brian Flynn


  Anthony knocked the long piece of ash from the end of his cigar very deliberately. He bowed to his host. “Yours, Sir Matthew! I’m sure you won’t—”

  Mr. Bathurst has always maintained that Lady Fullgarney’s laugh is the most musical of his acquaintance.

  The End

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