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Updated: June 18, 2025
They did not see her face; they only heard the calm, low voice, sweet with fatigue and dread. "I shall notify my brother-in-law as soon as I reach the city," she said. "He will attend to everything. Mr. Leslie Wrandall, I mean. My husband's only brother. He will be here in the morning, Dr. Sheef. My own apartment is not open. I have been staying in a hotel since my return from Europe two days ago.
She opened the little chatelaine bag that hung from her wrist and abstracted a card which she submitted to the coroner. "You will find, Dr. Sheef, that the car my husband came up here in belongs to me. This is the card issued by the State. It is in my name. The factory number is there. You may compare it with the one on the car. My husband took the car without obtaining my consent."
But the other struck him so hard that he brast the mails, and sheef him through the right shoulder, for the shield covered him not as at that time; and so he bare him from his horse. And therewith he alighted and took the white shield from him, saying: Knight, thou hast done thyself great folly, for this shield ought not to be borne but by him that shall have no peer that liveth.
"Joy riding," said Burton, with an ugly laugh. Then he quailed before the look she gave him. "If no other means is offered, Dr. Sheef, I shall ask you to let me take the car. I am perfectly capable of driving. I have driven it in the country for two seasons. All I ask is that some one be directed to go with me to the station. No!
"A wonderful nerve," said Dr. Sheef. "Positively wonderful. I've never seen anything like it." "Her own husband, too," said Mrs. Burton. "Why, I I should have said she'd go into hysterics. Such a handsome man he was." "I guess, from what I've heard of this fellow, Wrandall, he's not been an angel," volunteered the sheriff. Drake shook his head once more.
"And," says he, "there's one manufacture that might stump all Europe to produce the like." "What's that?" says I, looking as pleased all the time as a gal that's tickled. "Why," says he, "the 'facture of wooden nutmegs; that's a cap sheef that bangs the bush it's a real Yankee patent invention."
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