\"Sure. We just want to ask her a few questions about an old murder case. . She stood there with white set face and nervously clenched fingers. It occurred to her that it was absurd and wrong to be so continuously thinking of one engrossing topic, and she made a strenuous effort to force her mind to other questions. " Winifred looked as if she could not indulge such a supposition for a single moment. She visited the corner that had been her own little garden—her forget-me-nots and candytuft had long since been elbowed into insignificance by weeds; she visited the raspberry-canes that had sheltered that first love affair with the little boy in velvet, and the greenhouse where she had been wont to read her secret letters. She's fine.
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