her words were convicting her mistress. Fay finally came back to her seat with a wandering and vacant air. She kept repeating: \"I can't imagine...! I can't imagine...!\" The Inspector looked very grave.
Mme. Storey remorselessly resumed: \"I recovered Mrs. Whittall's pistol this morning. It is in my possession, properly marked for identification. The number of it is 13417. The pistol found in Mrs. Whittall's hand, that is to
her words were convicting her mistress. Fay finally came back to her seat with a wandering and vacant air. She kept repeating: \"I can't imagine...! I can't imagine...!\" The Inspector looked very grave.
Mme. Storey remorselessly resumed: \"I recovered Mrs. Whittall's pistol this morning. It is in my possession, properly marked for identification. The number of it is 13417. The pistol found in Mrs. Whittall's hand, that is to
