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, no slightest facial change that she missed. "What do I care—for anything—now?" she defied, directing the remark full at Doyle, who winced. Shattuck's face was a study as she poured forth her story. There was admiration in every line of it—and surprise. I was convinced that she had swept him off his feet as she had all of us. What did it mean? "What was I to do?" she repeated, gazing about [284] wildly. "It came to me in a flash, an inspiration," she raced on, "the atropin—belladonna. I remembered it from the old days when I was little more than a school-girl, in the store." Involuntarily

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  • not open it, as she illustrated. "I had my belladonna bott

    le with me." Rapt, now, we watc

  • hed and listened. "There were only a few drops left in the

    bottle, I knew. I never carried mu

  • ch—nor used it often." She paused and clasped her hands as

    though in an agony of recollectio

  • n. Was she telling the truth—or was she really a great actres

    s who had just found herself? "

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  • I tried to run between them—I pleaded—my name—my honor—everything. They would

    not listen." She stopped just l

  • ong enough to allow our own now supersensitive minds to reconstruct the scene already describe

    d by Shattuck between the two men.

  • "But I managed to get between them and the glasses on the desk. I held the bot

    tle, in one hand behind me—so."

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    , but her hand holding an imaginar

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d out the part, under the stress of her feelings. "Which? My husband—o

r the other man whom I—I—" She let her voice di

e away over the implied word "loved" and there was another tense moment of silence. "There was not enough for both," she added, quickly; then, as though swee

ping us on to the finale: "I poured the few drop

s of belladonna into the glass nearest me. Vance—Mr

. Shattuck, drank it!" She swayed as the words were wrung from her very soul. Shattuck sprang to her and caught her. "You're wonderful," he whispered.

"Honora—why—why have you said this?" For an

swer she merely allowed herself to rest more closely

in his arms. Doyle moved forward with a triumphant smile. It made no difference to him. It was a confession, either way. And confessions meant convictions and

success to him. What was human emotion, compare

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