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Gustav Klimt Painting Mr Ball，swelling with pride and importance，and Mary，somewhat tearful，accompanied them. The sergeant returned about ten minutes later. "I've brought the register，sir，"he said. "Here's the signature." We crowded round.The writing was small and cramped-not easy to read. "A B Case-or is it Cash?"said the Chief Constable. "A B C，"said Crome significantly. "What about luggage?"asked Anderson. "One good-sized suitcase，sir，full of small cardboard boxes." "Boxes?What was in'em?" "Stockings，sir.Silk stockings." Crome turned to Poirot. "Congratulations，"he said."Your hunch was right."
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Inspector Crome was in his office at Scotland Yard. The telephone on his desk gave a discreet buzz and he picked it up. "Jacobs speaking，sir.There's a young fellow come in with a story that Ithink you ought to hear." Inspector Crome sighed.On an average twenty people a day turned up withso-called important information about the A B C case.Some of them wereharmless lunatics，some of them were well-meaning persons who genuinelybelieved that their information was of value.It was the duty of SergeantJacobs to act as a human sieve-retaining the grosser matter and passing onthe residue to his supeior.
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