The Experiences of a Barrister, and Confessions of an Attorney by Samuel Warren
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"Did Pearce sometimes wear a black, shiny hat?" "No--yes: she did not remember." "Where was Pearce now?" "She didn't know." "Had he disappeared since that Sunday evening?" "She didn't know." "Had she seen him since?" "No." "Had Mr. Wilson ever threatened to discharge her for insolence to Mrs. Armstrong?" "Yes; but she knew he was not in earnest." "Was not the clasp-knife that had been found always left in the kitchen for culinary purposes?" "No--not always; generally--but not _this _time that Armstrong went away, she was sure." "Mary Strugnell, you be a false-sworn woman before God and man!" interrupted the male prisoner with great violence of manner. |
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