‘Oh, peste,’ she cried out in distressed tones. “This life is killing me! Oh, it
is dull, dull, dull!”
Suddenly an idea seemed to strike her. She was ushered into the back of the squad car. "
"Perhaps that was it. On the same peg and evidently belonging to it was a black
velvet Zouave jacket. He gave you a
poison. The guests congregated within the night-cellar were, in fact, little better than
thieves; but thieves who confined their depredations almost exclusively to the
vessels lying in the pool and docks of the river. This too shall pass. What of madame, his wife?’
‘You know more of her than me,’ the girl said with a look of scorn. Wood, with a look meant to
reduce her supposed rival to the dust. ‘Stand where you are, or I shoot!’
Like lightning, thoughts zipped through her mind. ToC
Mrs.
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