Very soon, I get to do my favorite thing. Go on tour and meet so many of you.

This month, Criminal is coming to Austin, Tucson, Boulder, Portland, Oregon, Detroit, Madison, Northampton, and Atlanta.

If you didn't get to come and see our 10-year anniversary show earlier this year, this is your last chance.

You'll get to hear seven brand new stories, most of which

will probably make you laugh. I'll even try to come and say hi at the merch table.

Get your tickets while they last at this iscriminal.com slash live.

8. The Bag of Sand. Of course I knew it once by the expression of her face that morning. The Bag of Sand.

Of course I knew at once, by the expression of her face that morning,

that my dear lady had some important business on hand.

She had a bundle in her arms, consisting of a shabby-looking coat and skirt,

and a very doughty hat, trimmed with bunches of cheap calico roses.

Put on these things at once, Mary, she said currently,

for you are going to apply for the situation of good plain cook,

so mind you look the part.

But where in the world, I gasp and astonishment.

In the house of Mr. Nicholas Jones, in Eaton Terrace,' she interrupted dryly,

"'the one occupied until recently by his sister, the late Mrs. Dunstan.

"'Mrs. Jones is advertising for a cook, and you must get that place.'

"'As you know, I have carried obedience to the level of a fine art.

"'Nor was I altogether astonished that my dear lady had at last been asked to put one of her dainty fingers in that Dunstan pie, which was puzzling our fellows more completely

than in the other case I had ever known. I don't know if you remember the many circumstances,

the various contradictions which were cropping up at every turn, and which baffled our ablest detectives at the very moment

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