“Then either this man shot himself or some one else shot him immediately before your arrival—or rather if it was not himself the person who did it was in the room, say two minutes, before you arrived. The Wastrel did not relish this. For a moment he did not recognize Annabel. The reddish-haired young man contributed allusions to the Hegelian philosophy that momentarily confused the discussion. He laughed suddenly, and released her. He was even a little jealous of Sebastian. “You are a dear,” she exclaimed affectionately. As he stood upon the bridge, he held down the light, and looked into the profound abyss. “She doesn’t know. But the letter, written in his son’s own hand, and addressed to the Mother Abbess of the Convent of the Sisters of Wisdom near Blaye in the district of Santonge, dated a little over five years previously, exercised a powerful effect upon him. The lines about his mouth gradually softened. Her birthday was four months away, and that, at its extremist point, might give her another five pounds.
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