_Edith was just a computer, but a very good one and a very observing one. So it was quite natural that she be consulted about the doctor's murder...._ Ballard was quite dead. There could be no doubt of it. He lay sprawled in front of Edith, with his head very messily bashed in and with one hand still extended toward her. A long shimmering stream of blood ran half-way across the large room. Dr. Dudley Ballard had been as inconsiderate in his dying as he had been in his living.…
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