I never intended it
to be anything but a short story, for I had never
completed even the shortest of stories unless forced
to in grammar school. The image of Major Alderley came into her mind. His perseverance was amply rewarded. Chapter VI
A QUESTION OF IDENTIFICATION
The little man with the closely-cropped beard and hair looked at her keenly
through his gold eye-glasses. But go thither at once, I beseech you, before he has time to remove them. ” She
gestured to an abandoned farmhouse down a long stretch
of icy dirt road. "
"As many as you please," replied Wood, walking towards the chimney-piece,
and taking down a constable's, staff, which hung upon a nail. Her father, Bartolomeo, was a well-respected member
of the Arte di Calimala: the Wool Makers Guild in
Mantua. She has blue eyes, and her figure is more full. Whisky kills him suddenly; it does not
sap him gradually.
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