“It was poison—why not?” she answered. 255 “You have a very talented son,” was her opening line. CHAPTER XVIII The doctor reached for the key and studied it sombrely. "I can never get poor Tom's last look out of my head, as he stood in the Stone-Hall at Newgate, after his irons had been knocked off, unless I manage to stupify myself somehow. Wood, I forget nothing. She flailed against the doctor’s grip but after what seemed an eternity of kicking and flailing, amazingly, he had not seemed weakened in the slightest by her resistance. And Capes was thinking that his wife was a supremely beautiful woman. “They might do you good,” she remarked. Your aunt liked the pheasant. He smothered a laugh.
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