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I
looked
at
my
watch
.
It
was
six
o
’
clock
.
I
determined
to
lose
no
time
.
Five
minutes
’
delay
,
however
,
I
allowed
myself
.
I
spent
it
in
ransacking
the
library
until
I
discovered
a
medical
book
which
gave
a
description
of
strychnine
poisoning
.
The
house
which
the
Belgians
occupied
in
the
village
was
quite
close
to
the
park
gates
.
One
could
save
time
by
taking
a
narrow
path
through
the
long
grass
,
which
cut
off
the
detours
of
the
winding
drive
.
So
I
,
accordingly
,
went
that
way
.
I
had
nearly
reached
the
lodge
,
when
my
attention
was
arrested
by
the
running
figure
of
a
man
approaching
me
.
It
was
Mr
.
Inglethorp
.
Where
had
he
been
?
How
did
he
intend
to
explain
his
absence
?
He
accosted
me
eagerly
.
“
My
God
!
This
is
terrible
!
My
poor
wife
!
I
have
only
just
heard
.
”
“
Where
have
you
been
?
”
I
asked
.
“
Denby
kept
me
late
last
night
.
It
was
one
o
’
clock
before
we
’
d
finished
.
Then
I
found
that
I
’
d
forgotten
the
latch
-
key
after
all
.
I
didn
’
t
want
to
arouse
the
household
,
so
Denby
gave
me
a
bed
.
”
“
How
did
you
hear
the
news
?
”
I
asked
.
“
Wilkins
knocked
Denby
up
to
tell
him
.
My
poor
Emily
!
She
was
so
self
-
sacrificing
—
such
a
noble
character
.
She
over
-
taxed
her
strength
.
”
A
wave
of
revulsion
swept
over
me
.
What
a
consummate
hypocrite
the
man
was
!
