The Impending Sword: A Novel (Vol. 3 of 3)Yates, Edmund
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The Impending Sword: A Novel (Vol. 3 of 3)
Yates, Edmund
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'Not at all,' replied Thornton. 'I was merely going to sum up all Mr.
Duval's skilful questions in one commonplace one. Have you, my dear
Mrs. Griswold, no idea of anything which could have tempted any one to
assassinate your husband?'
'Not the slightest in the world,' said Helen, shaking her head
wearily; unless, 'indeed, my poor Alston was mistaken for some one
else. I think that must have been it. I think he must have been
mistaken for some one else.'
'Mrs. Griswold is growing a little fatigued,' said Bryan Duval, who
had been watching her closely, 'and naturally requires rest and quiet.
I do not think that we can say any more just now, and we had better
bring this painful interview to a close.'
'I agree with you,' said Thornton Carey; 'one word more and I have
done. I had concluded,' he added, turning to Helen, 'even before what
you told me this morning concerning your letters, that the man who
knew most about your poor husband's affairs, and who was most
thoroughly in his confidence, was Trenton Warren. I have been to his
office, and find that he is at Chicago. I have, accordingly, ventured
to telegraph to him there in your name, desiring him to return at
once, stating that it was of the utmost importance that you should see
him, but not mentioning what has occurred. I hope I did rightly.'
'I--I suppose so,' Helen replied. 'But you will remain in town, Mr.
Carey, and--this gentleman, and you, madam, will continue to advise
me--will you not?'
'I may say, speaking for both of us, that we shall be too happy to be
of any service to you,' said Bryan Duval. 'I have had some experience
in the elucidation of mysteries, and I shall devote some time in the
endeavour to bring this villany home to the proper person.'
'I would offer to stay with you,' said Miss Montressor, 'but,
unfortunately, as you are aware, my avocations do not permit me. I
cannot bear to think of you sitting alone here, without any one to
console you in your trouble.'
'You are very kind,' said Helen; 'but I feel that I have overtaxed my
strength, and I shall get to bed as soon as possible. Fortunately, my
child's nurse, Mrs. Jenkins'--here Miss Montressor winced--'is a most
attentive and considerate person, and will, I am sure, take every care
of me.'
'She seems, indeed, quite a treasure,' said Thornton Carey. 'I will
call upon Dr. O'Connor as I go down town, and ask him to look in upon
you when he is driving this way. You must be careful, my dear Mrs.
Griswold; you will need all your strength to help us in the
unravelment of this mystery.' Then they took their leave.
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