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He seemed to her like the indifferent, implacable emissary of some dark, formless power. "But Mr. Elwell's lawyers apparently did not take your view, since I suppose the suit was withdrawn by their advice." "Oh, yes, they knew he hadn't a leg to stand on, technically. It was when they advised him to withdraw the suit that he got desperate.
And then people are talking of it now; the whole matter's been raked up again. And I thought, if you didn't know, you ought to." She remained silent, and he continued: "You see, it's only come out lately what a bad state Elwell's affairs were in.
"I have just received your letter announcing Elwell's death, and while I suppose there is now no farther risk of trouble, it might be safer " She tossed the sheet aside, and continued her search; but no folded paper was discoverable among the letters and pages of manuscript which had been swept together in a promiscuous heap, as if by a hurried or a startled gesture.
I knew one of the ship-carpenters in Elwell's yard, Levi Woodbury, and he was telling me about some of the vessels that had been launched lately. "Of course," he said, "you saw the one launched a few days ago from here that one built for Mr. Withrow?" I said I had, and that she was a wonder to look at and that I wished Maurice Blake, and not Sam Hollis, was to have her.
It was written just after he'd heard of Elwell's death." She noticed an odd shake in Parvis's unemotional voice. "Surely you remember that!" he urged her. Yes, she remembered: that was the profoundest horror of it. Elwell had died the day before her husband's disappearance; and this was Elwell's portrait; and it was the portrait of the man who had spoken to her in the garden.
I guess we'd better call a meetin', some few on us, an' talk it over first o' the week. 'Twouldn't be no great of a range for us to take to march from the old buryin'-ground at the meetin'-house here up to the poor-farm an' round by Deacon Elwell's lane, so's to notice them two stones he set up for his boys that was sunk on the man-o'-war.
It was written just after he'd heard of Elwell's death." She noticed an odd shake in Parvis's unemotional voice. "Surely you remember that!" he urged her. Yes, she remembered: that was the profoundest horror of it. Elwell had died the day before her husband's disappearance; and this was Elwell's portrait; and it was the portrait of the man who had spoken to her in the garden.
That letter, read and reread by his wife, and submitted by her to the police, yielded little enough for conjecture to feed on. "I have just heard of Elwell's death, and while I suppose there is now no farther risk of trouble, it might be safer " That was all.
He seemed to her like the indifferent, implacable emissary of some dark, formless power. "But Mr. Elwell's lawyers apparently did not take your view, since I suppose the suit was withdrawn by their advice." "Oh, yes, they knew he hadn't a leg to stand on, technically. It was when they advised him to withdraw the suit that he got desperate.
The Elwell business was settled when the suit was withdrawn. Nothing I could have told you would have helped you to find your husband." Mary continued to scrutinize him. "Then why are you telling me now?" Still Parvis did not hesitate. "Well, to begin with, I supposed you knew more than you appear to I mean about the circumstances of Elwell's death.
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