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Lawson instinctively knew that Miss Hamber not only recognised him immediately, but had guessed at his presence in the house from the moment Mrs. Trotte had taken up Selwin's summons. Consequently, so far as he was concerned, she had her feelings completely under control, and after an indifferent glance in his direction addressed herself pointedly to the constable. With him, indeed, she was anything but indifferent, displaying considerable distress and alarm. But for the fear of waking her brother, she would undoubtedly have been even more vehement in showing her anxiety. As it was, she spoke in an eagerly enquiring whisper. "Is it true?" she asked, trying to control herself.
"Yes, miss," Selwin spoke as softly as she did, knowing, from village gossip, that the baronet's nerves were dangerously shattered by his motor car accident, and that possibly to waken him suddenly might wreck his reason. "She is dead. Her body is lying in the drawing room."