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"Then obviously the candy wasn't meant for Mrs. Bates," Linda said slowly and distinctly. "It was meant for me."
"Nonsense!" Peter exclaimed, but his face went white. "Linda, that's crazy. No one could possibly want to hurt you."
"No one does want to hurt me," Linda assured him. "There wasn't enough of anything in that candy to hurt a healthy young woman. Gert had four pieces, and she's smaller and lighter than I am, and she was only sleepy for about an hour. I probably could have eaten the whole box without getting sick. It was an attempt to scare me off, I think."
"Oh," Peter said slowly, grinning again. "So that's why you thought I might be involved. I take back my remark about your brains. Of course, I'm glad you realized I wasn't trying to poison my aunt, but you aren't very perceptive if you believed I don't want you around."
"It's no joke, Mr. Peter," Gertrude put in sharply. "Madam must have guessed that too, and she shouldn't be worried."
"She must have guessed," Linda agreed, and then told Peter the gist of his aunt's conversation with her. "That's the main reason I didn't go to the police," she concluded. "The general agreed with me and pointed out that if Mrs. Bates refused to press a complainteven if she could press one now that the candy is gonethe police couldn't act anyway."

 
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