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Roman Hat Mystery 80%

Okay, the book stopped and the author says we have enough to figure out the murderer.  Here's my guess.

 The hat lining held blackmail information.  Our crooked lawyer wore the hat to the play.  He'd meet with his victim, collect the cash, and then give the victim his hat.  So, must be a male.

Next, nobody left with two hats.  No ripped up hats.  Meaning, person came in without a hat.  But who goes to a play without their top hat? (Well, I do, but this is 1929.)  Apparently no self-respecting play goer does.  That means, not a play-goer.  Leaving ushers and actors.  The ushers so far have all been women, so I'm betting on an actor.  The only actor we've heard about is the boyfriend of the rich industrialist's daughter.  Motive?  No idea.  Method?  Adulterated gasoline, but how do you get somebody to drink it?  And when is an actor up in the audience?  Intermission, ginger ale bottle adulterated I guess.

Enjoyable book. Lots of comments about "the two Queens" going out together.

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