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Updated: May 7, 2025
"Duchess," said the official, "I grieve to say that one of your guests of this evening, the Marchese di Maltagliala, has been assassinated in the garden, or possibly in the road, and his dead body was dragged into the garden afterwards. He was found just inside the east garden door, which by some mischance had been left unlocked." A deathlike silence followed the delegato's words.
And he said I was to tell you not to grieve for him, for he was well and happy." "Happy!" echoed Fay. "Yes, happy. He said he had committed a great sin, but that he hoped and believed that he was now expiating it, and that it would be forgiven." "I am absolutely certain," said Fay in a suffocated voice, "that Michael did not murder the Marchese di Maltagliala."
A tall, dark man in a tri-coloured sash came in, and the warder withdrew. The man bowed and looked with fixity at Michael, who stared back at him, dazed and confused. Where had he seen that face before? Ah! He remembered! "I perceive that you have not forgotten me," said the Delegato. "It was I who arrested you. It was to me that you confessed to the murder of the Marchese di Maltagliala."
I had to ask if you were willing to make it. But there is no longer any necessity for you to make it. Do you understand?" The Bishop spoke slowly. The two women looked at him with dilated eyes. "Is Michael dead?" said Magdalen. "No. Michael is, I believe, well. The murderer of the Marchese di Maltagliala has confessed. It is in to-day's papers. The Marchese was murdered by his wife.
Then he turned to the duke and said: "I ask pardon of you, duke, and of the duchess, my cousin, for the inconvenience I have caused you. I confess to the murder of the Marchese di Maltagliala, and sought refuge in the garden. When the garden was surrounded I sought refuge here.
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