Chapter XXIV
A CASE FOR THE POLICE
After that first horrible moment it was perhaps Anna who was the more selfpossessed. She bound a scarf tightly round the place where the blood seemed to
be coming from. I tried it myself, Sir. Her hands wove
through his black hair, luxuriating in its thickness. ”
“Of course,” his friend answered. Or at least he did the day before yesterday. Over an old crazy bedstead was thrown a squalid,
patchwork counterpane; and upon the counterpane lay a black hood and scarf, a
pair of bodice of the cumbrous form in vogue at the beginning of the last
century, and some other articles of female attire. He left that arid rule
clear of the least mist of refinement or delicacy. ’
‘How could he when he didn’t even handle it himself? Went off, I told you,
and left it all to me. E. 1. Warren’s Profession furtively with Hetty Widgett from the gallery of a Stage
Society performance one Monday afternoon. ‘I
escape from a fate entirely misérable, you understand. Spurling was no longer allowed to visit him; he was again loaded with irons;
fastened by an enormous horse-padlock to a staple in the floor; and only allowed
to take repose in a chair.
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