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Updated: June 14, 2025
One half of Janet's mind was saying, "Can't you let it alone?" to the other half. The daylight had all gone when Rachel at last got into her cart in the yard of the Rose and Thistle at Millsborough and took the reins. But there was a faint moonrise struggling through the mist in which the little town and countryside were shrouded.
Ellesborough's duties at the Ralstone camp were in a state of suspended animation, since, in these expectant days before the signing of the armistice, there had been a general slackening, as though by silent and general consent, in the timber felling due to the war throughout the beautiful district in which Millsborough lay. Enough damage had been done already to the great wood-sanctuaries.
"What has happened to me in the last twenty-four hours," said Dick, "would shame the most exciting serial in the Millsborough Herald." "'Tis the Courier has the best," interrupted the woman eagerly. "Mine will knock spots off the Courier if we have time for it," said Dick, in the tone of dark suggestion. "Bring her in," said the woman, curiosity prevailing.
But he was not to leave the farm-buildings, and possibly the Superintendent of Police would return with her. "And then either Rachel or the Captain will have to tell the police the truth!" Just as she was starting, Rachel came downstairs in some surprise. "Where are you off to?" "I have forgotten something I wanted from Millsborough. I shall be back in an hour or so."
Miss Caldegard and my brother, who are likely to get a great deal, will hate it." Amaryllis flushed a little at the coupling of names, but faced it bravely. Her father drew a crumpled newspaper from his pocket. "'Mysterious Murders near Millsborough," he read out. "'Injured Man in Empty House. Bearded Man Stabbed in Lonely Wood. Dead Chinaman on Deserted Roman Road. Abandoned Automobile."
The county police, horse and foot, under the chief constable, were all over the place. Martingale that's the man I've just been talking to rushed a strong party of the Millsborough force out to 'The Myrtles' in cars. House deserted, except a fellow lying in bed, groaning. In the back kitchen a woman's frock had been burned. Unconsumed fragments were found green silk shot with red.
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