She left the decanter and the glass on the table, so that any one might see them.

If by any remote possibility some wakeful person had chanced to hear her moving about in the night, she would say that she had felt ill, and had left her room in order to find the stimulant.

She thought of every possible detail which could in any way hereafter be brought up in evidence.
At last she went back to her room, unlocked the door, and locked herself in.
Her plan was simple, though the details of it were complicated, so far as the preparation was concerned.

It was an extremely bold plan, but one not at all likely to fail in the execution.

Almost all the difficulty had lain in the preparations, and she had spared no pains and no suffering for herself, in the preliminaries.
She knew the story of Elettra's husband very well, and of how he had been murdered by peasants near Muro in trying to collect the exorbitant rents Macomer had attempted to exact.