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The Mystery of the Hasty Arrow

BOOK I
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There was no mistaking her condition after an expression of this kind.

The Curator and Mr.Gryce exchanged glances, and Mr.
Roberts, stepping from his corner, betrayed the effect which her words had produced on him, by whispering in the detective's ear: "What you need is an alienist." Had she heard?
It would seem so from the quick way she roused and exclaimed with indignant emphasis: "You do not understand me! I see that I must drink my bitter cup to the dregs.

This is what I mean: My husband was living this morning--living up to the hour when the clock in this building struck twelve.

I knew it from the joyous hopes with which my breast was filled.

But with the stroke of noon the blow fell.


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