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Hi is Stefania over a positive affirmationsand audio stories bringing you happy thoughts,
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To day. We continue our seriesof stories moving on to this second
story in The Golden Slipper and OtherProblems for Violet Strange, written by Anna
Katherine Greene. Problem too, thesecond bullet. You must see her.
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No, No, she's a mostunhappy woman. Husband and child both taken
from her in a moment, andnow all means of living as well.
Unless some happy thought of yours,some inspiration of your genius, show us
away of re establishing her claims tothe policy voided by this cry of suicide.
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But the small wise head of VioletStrange continued its slow shake of decided
refusal. I'm sorry, she protested, but it's quite out of my province.
I'm too young to meddle with soserious a matter. Not when you
can save a bereaved woman the onlypossible compensation left her by the untoward fate.
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Let the police try their hand atthat. They have had no success
with the case oh, you norI either, And you expect yes,
Miss Strange, Yes, Miss Strange. I expect you to find the missing
bullet, which will settle the factthat murder and not suicide ended George Hemmon's
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life. If you cannot, thena long litigation awaits this poor widow,
ending as such a mitigation usually doesin favor of the stronger party. There's
the alternative if you once saw her. But that's not what I'm willing to
do. That's what I'm not willingto do. If I once saw her,
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I should yield to her importunities andattempt the seemingly impossible. My instincts
bid me to say no, giveme something easier. Easier things are not
so remunerative. There's money in thisaffair. If the insurance company is forced
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to pay up, I can offeryou what there was eagerness in the town.
Despite her effort at nonchalance, theother smiled imperceptibly and briefly named the
sun. It was larger than shehad expected. This her visitor saw by
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the way her eyelids fell, andthe peculiar stillness which for an instant held
her vivacity in check. And youthink I can earn that her eyes were
fixed on his in an eagerness ashonest as it was unrestrained, he could
hardly conceal his amazement. Her desirewas so evident, and the cause of
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it so difficult to understand. Heknew she wanted money, that was her
avowed reason for entering into this uncongenialwork, But to want it so much?
He glanced at her person. Itwas simply clad, but very expensively.
How expensively it was his business toknow? Then he took in the
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room in which they sat. Simplicityagain, but the simplicity of high art,
the drawing room of one rich enoughto indulge in the final luxury of
a highly cultivated taste, unostantaneous elegance, and the subject of each carefully chosen
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ornament to the general effect. Whatdid this favored child of fortune luck that
she could be reached by such aplay, when her whole being revolted from
the nature of the task he offeredher. It was a question not new
to him, when one he hadnever heard answered, and was not likely
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to hear answered now. But thefact remained that the consent he had thought
dependent upon sympathetic interest, could bereached much more readily by the promise of
a large sum, and he owedto a feeling of secret disappointment, even
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while he recognized the value of thediscovery. But his satisfaction in the latter,
if satisfaction it were, was ofvery short duration. Almost immediately he
observed a change in her. Thesparkle which had shone in the eye,
whose depths he had never been ableto penetrate, had dissipated itself into something
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like a tear. As she spokeup in that vigorous tone no one but
himself had ever heard, as shesaid, Now, the sum is a
good one, and I could useit, but I will not waste my
energy on a case I do notbelieve in. The man shot himself.
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He was a speculator and probably hada good reason for his act. Even
his wife acknowledges that he has latelyhad more losses than gains. See her,
she has something to tell you whichnever got in to the papers.
You say that you know that onmy honor is strange, Violet pondered,
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then suddenly succumbed. Let her come, then, prompt to the hour.
I will receive her at three later. I have a tea and two party
calls to make her visitor rose toleave. He had been able to subdue
all evidence of his extreme gratification,and now took on a formal air in
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dismissing a guest. Miss Strange wasinvariably the society bell, and that only
this he had come to recognize.The case, well known at the time,
was in the fewest possible words,as follows. On a sultry night
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in September, a young couple livingin one of the large apartment houses in
the extream upper portion of Manhattan,were so annoyed by the incessant crying of
a child in the adjoining suite thatthey got up, he to smoke and
she to sit in the window fora possible breath of cool air. They
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were congratulating themselves upon the wisdom theyhad shown, and thus giving up all
thoughts of sleep, for the child'scrying had not ceased. When it may
have been two o'clock, and itmay have been a little later, there
came from somewhere near the sharp andsomewhat peculiar detonation of a pistol shot.
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He thought it came from above,she from the rear, and they were
staring at each other in the helplesswonder of the moment, when they were
struck by the silence. The babyhad ceased to cry. All was as
still in the adjoining apartment as intheir too still, much too still.
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Their mutual stare turned to one ofhorror. It came from there, whispered
the wife. Some accident has acard to mister or missus Hammond. We
ought to go her worads. Verytremulous ones were broken by a shout from
below. They were standing in theirwindow and had evidently been seen by a
passing policeman. Anything wrong up there, they heard him cry. Mister Saunders
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immediately looked out. Nothing wrong downhere, he called down. They were
but two stories from the pavement.But I'm not sure about the rear apartment.
We thought we heard a shot.Hadn't you better come up, officer?
My wife is nervous about it.I'll meet you at the stairhead and
show you the way. The officernodded and stepped in. The young couple
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hastily dawned some raps, and bythe time he appeared on their floor they
were ready to accompany him. Meanwhile, no disturbance was apparent anywhere else in
the house until the police rang thebell of the Hammond apartment. There voices
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began to be heard, and doorsto open above and below, but not
the one before which the policeman stood. Another ring, and this time an
insistent one, and still no response. The office's hand was rising for the
third time when there came a soundof fluttering from behind the panels against which
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he had laid his ear, andfinally a choked voice uttering unintelligible words.
Then a hand began to struggle withthe lock, and the door, slowly
opening disclosed a woman lad in ahastily donned wrapper and giving every evidence of
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extreme fright. And that's it forthe first part of book two. If
you want to find out why shewas so frightened, you'll have to come
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and apps. We'll be back againnext week with the next part of problem
Too, the second bullet. Staywell, be happy, and by for now.