was sense in it too.... Hm! He did say something, as we were going
home yesterday evening, about a dead man and a girl, but I didn't
understand a word.... But last night, I myself..."
"The best thing, mother, will be for us to go to him ourselves and
there I assure you we shall see at once what's to be done. Besides,
it's getting late- good heavens, it's past ten," she cried looking
at a splendid gold enamelled watch which hung round her neck on a thin
Venetian chain, and looked entirely out of keeping with the rest of