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MURDER ON MAIN STREET
Maxwell Grant
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? CHAPTER I
? CHAPTER II
? CHAPTER III
? CHAPTER IV
? CHAPTER V
? CHAPTER VI
? CHAPTER VII
? CHAPTER VIII
? CHAPTER IX
? CHAPTER X
? CHAPTER XI
? CHAPTER XII
? CHAPTER XIII
CHAPTER I
STAGGERING, the man picked himself up. He shook his head. He ran tentative fingers over the wound
in his scalp. There was a lump all right. He stood perfectly still for a moment, then a reflex made him look
down toward his feet. His little black bag was there. He picked it up.

It was dark, but not so dark that he did not see a flurry of movement to his right, about three hundred
feet away. No time for that now.

Still staggering, he walked up the little broken shell pathway to the house. He knocked on the door. It
slammed open. A woman in her middle fifties, hair flying, face distrait, croaked, "Doctor!"

"Mary! What's wrong?"

She said slowly. "It's Thomas. I think he's... dead!"

"Well... let's leave that to the old doc. Why do you think he's..."

"He's been stabbed!"

The doctor said, "What?"

"Yes! The knife is still..." She began to cry soundlessly.

He patted her on the shoulder. "Take it easy, Mary. Where is he?"

"In the living room. In the chair that he has sat in for twenty years, listening to the radio, just like he
always did."

As a matter of fact the radio was still blaring when the doctor walked into the trim room. The dead man,
head inclined to the loudspeaker, sat as though he were still listening. From the radio there came the
hyena-like laughter of a prominent radio comedian. Swearing under his breath the doctor flipped the