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III The Heart Of Man | Anna Katharine Green | |
XXXII Tell Me, Tell It All |
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And Doris told him: "She was on the mezzanine floor of the hotel where she lives. She was seemingly happy and had been writing a letter - a letter to me which they never forwarded. There was no one else by but some strangers - good people whom one must believe. She was crossing the floor when suddenly she threw up her hands and fell. A thin, narrow paper-cutter was in her grasp; and it flew into the lobby. Some say she struck herself with that cutter; for when they picked her up they found a wound in her breast which that cutter might have made." "Edith? never!" The words were chokingly said; he was swaying, almost falling, but he steadied himself. "Who says that?" he asked. "It was the coroner's verdict." "And she died that way - died?" "Immediately." "After writing to you?" "Yes." "What was in that letter?" "Nothing of threat, they say. Only just cheer and expressions of hope. Just like the others, Mr. Brotherson." "And they accuse her of taking her own life? Their verdict is a lie. They did not know her." Then, after some moments of wild and confused feeling, he declared, with a desperate effort at self-control: "You said that some believe this. Then there must be others who do not. What do they say?" |
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