I suppose that you did not touch any of them ?" "Oh, let us get away, Bertha!" cried Monica, with her thin, black-gloved hands thrown forwards in abhorrence.
"Not away, but into the next room," said Mrs.Westmacott, with the air of one whose word was law.

"This way, if you please! It is less warm here." She led the way into a very handsomely appointed library, with three great cases of books, and upon the fourth side a long yellow table littered over with papers and scientific instruments.

"Sit here, and you, there," she continued.

"That is right.

Now let me see, which of you is Miss Williams, and which Miss Bertha Williams ?" "I am Miss Williams," said Monica, still palpitating, and glancing furtively about in dread of some new horror.
"And you live, as I understand, over at the pretty little cottage.