I found my aunt dead in her chair, with the cards on her lap, exactly as the parlor-maid saw her.
Near her on the floor was the knife.

There was blood on the blade.

I picked it up--I saw the handle was notched in three places, and then--" "Then you suspected me." "No.

Not till I saw you outside." Cuthbert took a turn up and down the dais much perplexed.

"Juliet," he said.