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"IT'S all very well," said Roly Mears, "for you people to stick by one another, and to shield one another. But the truth of this thing has got to come out. I'm friendly enough with all you men, I'm chivalrous enough toward the women, but all the same, I'm going to dig into this matter, and I'm going to find out who killed Hugh Curran. But I'll say at the start I don't believe the murderer was you, Valentine, or Angel. More, I don't think it was Ned Knox."
"Who do you think it was? " Loft asked, a trifle disinterestedly. He didn't think much of Roly's powers as a detective and was a little bored with his talk.