She made us promise the first day she came that we would keep still and make no move, whatever happened." "It was here she came then, directly from the hotel ?" "I am obliged to admit it." "With her torn dress and her little bag ?" "Yes." "And you procured her different clothes and the suit-case in which she now lugs about her effects ?" "You seem to know it all." "Mrs.Duclos, I hope you will answer my next question as honestly as you have the previous ones.

Had Madame Duclos heard of her daughter's death when she first presented herself to you ?" "Since you ask me this, I must answer.

She was in great distress, but did not tell me why, till I asked her where Angeline was.

Then she broke down utterly and flinging herself face down on the sofa, sobbed and wailed and finally confided to us that a terrible accident had happened to the child and that she was lying dead in one of the city's great museums." "Did she say what accident ?" "No; she was almost delirious with grief, and we couldn't question her.
After the papers came and we had read the dreadful news, we tried to get from her some explanation of what it all meant, but now she wouldn't answer; before, she couldn't." "Did you ask her how she came to know that Angeline was dead, before the news was circulated outside the museum ?" "Yes; but she did not answer, only looked at us.

It was the most despairing look I ever saw in my life.