might easily put on a wig to play her part: I
daresay you will find out easily enough which of
them it is. Personally, I incline myself to think it
will be Miss Carruthers."
And really, my dears, that is the end of the
story. Carruthers was a false name, but she was
the woman all right. There was insanity in her
family. Mrs. Rhodes, who was a most reckless and
dangerous driver, had run over her little girl, and
it had driven the poor woman off her head. She
concealed her madness very cunningly except for
writing distinctly insane letters to her intended vic-tim.
She had been following her about for some
time, and she laid her plans very cleverly. The
false hair and maid's dress she posted in a parcel
first thing the next morning. When taxed with the
truth she broke down and confessed at once. The
poor thing is in Broadmoor now. Completely un-balanced,
of course, but a very cleverly planned
crime.
Mr. Petherick came to me afterwards and
brought me a very nice letter from Mr. Rhodes--really,
it made me blush. Then my old friend said
to me: "Just one thing--why did you think it was
more likely to be Carruthers than Granby? You'd
never seen either of them."
"Well," I said. "It was the g's. You said she
dropped her g's. Now, that's done a lot by hunting
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