‘Your wife?’ ‘My wife,’ he repeated, rising also, his smile mocking her. But that, and that sort of thing, is just a day-dream. He sounds to me like a soldier of fortune. She had a gold watch, a very good gold watch that had been her mother’s, a pearl necklace that was also pretty good, some unpretending rings, some silver bangles and a few other such inferior trinkets, three pounds thirteen shillings unspent of her dress and book allowance and a few good salable books. "I know the hand—ha! my friend! and I have murdered him! And my sister was thus nobly, thus illustriously wedded. And then she came out into the street, sure only of one thing—that she could not return directly to her lodgings. I’ve made no mention of guns and daggers or, indeed, any of the more exciting aspects of the business.
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