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Is it the theory of the defense that Mrs. Eustace Macallan used the arsenic which her husband purchased for the purpose of improving the defects of her complexion?" The Dean of Faculty answered: "That is what we say, my lord, and what we propose to prove as the foundation of the defense. We cannot dispute the medical evidence which declares that Mrs. Macallan died poisoned.
The vultures, on the contrary, did not attempt to move, until Macallan approached to within a few feet, and then those who could retired a few yards, or took their stations on the low branches of a tree close by, where others, who were already satiated, were sitting with drooping wings waiting for a return of appetite to recommence their banquet; others were so gorged, that they could not walk away.
"Well, but, Mr Macallan, laying aside hypothesis, what have you ascertained, from actual observation, besides that which we term moon-blindness?" "The effect of the moon upon fish, and other animal matter, hung up in its rays at night.
Alexander Gale, medical practitioner, residing in the village or hamlet of Dingdovie, near Edinburgh. The communication related to the death, under circumstances of suspicion, of Mrs. Eustace Macallan, at her husband's house, hard by Dingdovie, called Gleninch. There were also forwarded to me, inclosed in the document just mentioned, two reports.
I hope the confession will not lower me seriously in your good opinion; but I must say I have enjoyed my visit, and, worse still, Miserrimus Dexter really interests me." "Does this learned discourse on Dexter mean that you are going to see him again?" asked Mrs. Macallan. "I don't know how I may feel about it tomorrow morning," I said; "but my impulse at this moment is decidedly to see him again.
Macallan came up laughing, but he recovered his seriousness before Bully perceived it. "Well, doctor?" "Mr Prose is certainly not very fit to come on deck in his present state," said Macallan, who then descended the side, and the boat, which had been waiting for him, shoved off. But, this time, Jerry was caught in his own trap.
She screamed when I touched her. "This symptom alarmed us. We went to the village for the medical man who had attended Mrs. Macallan during her illness: one Mr. Gale. "The doctor seemed no better able to account for the change for the worse in his patient than we were. Hearing her complain of thirst, he gave her some milk. Not long after taking it she was sick.
Now, with such a feeling of indifference, a person is not fit to be trusted with the charge of a watch." "That you're not fit to be trusted with the charge of a watch, as you state it yourself, I shall not deny," replied Macallan; "but I consider that to be a complaint for which you ought rather to be put off the list that on it." "Ha! ha! ha!
"Why, O'Keefe, you hear better than ever. I say, doctor, you must put me in the sick list I'm not fit to take charge of a watch." "If you'll prove that to me," replied Macallan, "I certainly will report you." "Well, I'll prove it to you in five seconds. I'm just in that state, that if everything in the ship was to go overboard to the devil, I shouldn't care.
Macallan announced, in her sharply satirical way, that we had reached the end of our journey. "Prince Dexter's Palace, my dear," she said. "What do you think of it?" I looked around me, not knowing what to think of it, if the truth must be told. We had got out of the carriage, and we were standing on a rough half-made gravel-path.
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