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Tom Briggs looked at Sergeant Foster and then back at Inspector Walsh．'I remember it very well．All the family were in the kitchen．Peter Hobbs was there，too．I talked to Roger．He wants his mother to sell the house．But he wants the land．He doesn't want me to have it．But now Mrs Clark-son is dead．What's going to happen now？'
湯姆·布里格斯看著福斯特警官，然后又回頭看著沃爾什探長。“我記得非常清楚。所有的家人都在廚房，彼特·霍布斯也在那兒。我和羅杰談話，他想要他母親賣了房子，可是他要地，他不想讓我得到它。但是現在克拉克森夫人死了。將會發生什么呢？”
Inspector Walsh got up and took the picture of the girl from the table．'Who's this？'
沃爾什探長站起來，拿起桌上女孩的照片。“這是誰？”
Tom's face went red．'Who？Oh！That's a friend．It's not…It was a long time ago．'
湯姆的臉變紅了。“誰？哦！那是一個朋友。這不是……這是很久以前的了。”
The two detectives walked back to the Clarksons' house through the garden．It was beautiful，green and quiet．Inspector Walsh felt tired and hungry．Who killed Molly？He knew the answer now，but he needed to ask one or two more questions．
兩人穿過花園走回到克拉克森家。花園美麗蔥綠寧靜。沃爾什探長覺得又累又餓。誰殺了莫利？他現在知道了答案，可他需要再問一兩個問題。
'Let's go，Sergeant，'he said，and put on his hat again．'Tomorrow is a new day．'
“咱們走，警官，”他說，然后戴上帽子。“明天是新的一天了。”
