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“
How
many
people
do
you
poison
?
”
I
asked
,
smiling
.
Cynthia
smiled
too
.
“
Oh
,
hundreds
!
”
she
said
.
“
Cynthia
,
”
called
Mrs
.
Inglethorp
,
“
do
you
think
you
could
write
a
few
notes
for
me
?
”
“
Certainly
,
Aunt
Emily
.
”
She
jumped
up
promptly
,
and
something
in
her
manner
reminded
me
that
her
position
was
a
dependent
one
,
and
that
Mrs
.
Inglethorp
,
kind
as
she
might
be
in
the
main
,
did
not
allow
her
to
forget
it
.
My
hostess
turned
to
me
.
“
John
will
show
you
your
room
.
Supper
is
at
half
-
past
seven
.
We
have
given
up
late
dinner
for
some
time
now
.
Lady
Tadminster
,
our
Member
’
s
wife
—
she
was
the
late
Lord
Abbotsbury
’
s
daughter
—
does
the
same
.
She
agrees
with
me
that
one
must
set
an
example
of
economy
.
We
are
quite
a
war
household
;
nothing
is
wasted
here
—
every
scrap
of
waste
paper
,
even
,
is
saved
and
sent
away
in
sacks
.
”
I
expressed
my
appreciation
,
and
John
took
me
into
the
house
and
up
the
broad
staircase
,
which
forked
right
and
left
half
-
way
to
different
wings
of
the
building
.
My
room
was
in
the
left
wing
,
and
looked
out
over
the
park
.
