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Updated: June 8, 2025
If you and your friend will sit down I will tell you all I can. "I am the wife of Sir Eustace Brackenstall. I have been married about a year. I suppose that it is no use my attempting to conceal that our marriage has not been a happy one. I fear that all our neighbours would tell you that, even if I were to attempt to deny it. Perhaps the fault may be partly mine.
If you will treat me as a friend and trust me, you may find that I will justify your trust. 'What do you want me to do? 'To tell me the truth. 'Mr. Holmes! 'No, no, Lady Brackenstall it is no use. You may have heard of any little reputation which I possess. I will stake it all on the fact that your story is an absolute fabrication.
One would have expected that they would silence Lady Brackenstall as well. 'They may not have realized, I suggested, 'that she had recovered from her faint. 'That is likely enough. If she seemed to be senseless, they would not take her life. What about this poor fellow, Hopkins? I seem to have heard some queer stories about him.
"Yes, it was by their light and that of the lady's bedroom candle, that the burglars saw their way about." "And what did they take?" "Well, they did not take much only half a dozen articles of plate off the sideboard. Lady Brackenstall thinks that they were themselves so disturbed by the death of Sir Eustace that they did not ransack the house, as they would otherwise have done."
'How did they draw it? he asked. Hopkins pointed to a half-opened drawer. In it lay some table linen and a large corkscrew. 'Did Lady Brackenstall say that screw was used? 'No, you remember that she was senseless at the moment when the bottle was opened. 'Quite so. As a matter of fact, that screw was not used.
One would have expected that they would have silenced Lady Brackenstall as well." "They may not have realized," I suggested, "that she had recovered from her faint." "That is likely enough. If she seemed to be senseless they would not take her life. What about this poor fellow, Hopkins? I seem to have heard some queer stories about him."
Mistress and maid were both staring at Holmes with pale faces and frightened eyes. 'You are an impudent fellow! cried Theresa. 'Do you mean to say that my mistress has told a lie? Holmes rose from his chair. 'Have you nothing to tell me? 'I have told you everything. 'Think once more, Lady Brackenstall. Would it not be better to be frank?
They did a job at Sydenham a fortnight ago and were seen and described. Rather cool to do another so soon and so near, but it is they, beyond all doubt. It's a hanging matter this time." "Sir Eustace is dead, then?" "Yes, his head was knocked in with his own poker." "Sir Eustace Brackenstall, the driver tells me." "Exactly one of the richest men in Kent Lady Brackenstall is in the morning-room.
Well, I tell you it was just after we arrived. We arrived in June, and it was July. They were married in January of last year. Yes, she is down in the morning-room again, and I have no doubt she will see you, but you must not ask too much of her, for she has gone through all that flesh and blood will stand." Lady Brackenstall was reclining on the same couch, but looked brighter than before.
It was enough to drive a woman out of her wits, tied there, and her very dress spotted with him, but she never wanted courage, did Miss Mary Fraser of Adelaide and Lady Brackenstall of Abbey Grange hasn't learned new ways. You've questioned her long enough, you gentlemen, and now she is coming to her own room, just with her old Theresa, to get the rest that she badly needs."
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