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Miss Waterhouse was tall, angular, and the kind of woman with no nonsense about her who is extremely intolerant of nonsense in others. “Is there any reason, James, because someone was murdered in the next door house that I shall be murdered today?” “Well, Edith,” said Mr. Waterhouse, “it depends so much, does it not, by whom the murder was committed?” “You think, in fact, that there’s someone going up and down Wilbraham Crescent selecting a victim from every house? Really, James, that is almost blasphemous.” “Blasphemous, Edith?” said Mr. Waterhouse in lively surprise. Such an aspect of his ...more
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