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Holger Holgaart the Barrister
Holger Holgaart the barrister was a gentleman of a long face that was often lighted by a smile and his eyes the warm kind. He was a fifty-year old widower, as were most of his friends with only one of them still having a living spouse. Born in Denmark in 1909, Holger's family did immigrate to Canada in 1923. His English had never been good but his Danish and German were as great as if they written by Shakespeare or that mysterious writer of the epic 'Beowulf.'
Alas, Holger did have a cousin whose English was completely non-existent. His name was Dorwell, a well-known man in Toronto, who made himself understood through his expressions and body language. His Danish and German were just as Holger's and even if people could not understood a word he said found him to be quite eloquently spoken.
This day, they did walk together through a residential area that neared an area of interaction. As they did walk, Dorwell pointed to the side door of one house.
"Have you ever seen that side door, dear cousin?" asked Dorwell.
"Most valiant kinsman, I have often." Replied Holger. "As you know well that is the home of our dear compeer Lee Ping, the well-known psychiatrist."
"Aye, that is the truth." Stated Dorwell. "But as it so happened I did pass this way one dark where I did see a dark-haired, taloned beast trample a young girl."
"What?" asked Holger. "This sounds something out of a tale of horror!"
"Indeed it seemed as such." Agreed Dorwell. "But still I must get to the subject of the door, honest cousin."
"Get to it then."
"I and the girl's father did pursue this beast until we had him cornered. He was a poor man and so the beast did offer money to pay for the doctor bill if we would them him alone. He went into that side door and did come out with a check with Lee's signature on it."
"He had a key then?"
"Most certainly he did!"
"What was the beast's name?"
"Lynch Webber."