" "By Jack Sheppard!" exclaimed the thief-taker. “My wife refused absolutely to have anything more to do with me. “If you wish,” he said, “I will go there in the morning and see what can be done for him. The signs of tears had all gone, but some subtle change seemed to have stolen into her face. She made herself serenely unaware of his existence, though it may be it was his presence that sent her by the field detour instead of by the direct path up the Avenue. She emerged with a white face and wide-open eyes upon a little, red-lit landing. ‘You have said you do not wish to marry me,’ she accused. “It was poison—why not?” she answered. She was posing before the mirror, critically, miserably, defensively, and perhaps bewilderedly. Have you brought me a message from my sister? I understood, I believe, that she was seeing you last night. He filled her glass with champagne. “I—I shall be all right directly. “Have you anything to ask the witness?” asked the helpful inspector.
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