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"It wasn't you, and it had to happen pretty soon anyway." |
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Linda made no reply to his comforting remarks. She felt no guilt at all and had only said what she did to force Peter to recognize his own innocence and the inevitability of his aunt's death. It took him a moment longer to hear his own words, then he smiled wryly. |
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"I'm a fool," he said. "It's just that I'll miss her so. She is better off. She wasn't happy, Linda. She really was sorry about trying to kill me." |
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"Yes," Linda agreed at once. "The sane part of her loved you." And then Linda realized that the police might check on her because she had given evidence, and she was reminded that she had a secret she had better tell him. It was a good time, too. It would give him something to think about beside his aunt's death, yet he wouldn't be able to think about it enough to get angry. "Peter," she said urgently, then stopped. |
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He looked surprised at the urgency of her tone and at the sudden hesitation, releasing her so that he could look down into her face. "Yes?" |
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"There's something I'd better tell you that you don't know about me. If the police start to investigatealthough I don't know why they shouldthey'll find out, and I don't want you to get another shock." |
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"You've been married before?" |
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"Oh, no!" Linda exclaimed. "I would have told you anything personal. This is nothing to do with me, really, only that I'mwell, I've got money." |
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"Money?" Peter echoed blankly. |
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