Summary

Portrait of Arthur Morrison Arthur Morrison Adventures of Martin Hewitt, Third Series

Who can trust a man safely if his own wife can’t? But I won’t shield him. Whatever he’s been doing with his clientsmoney he’ll have to answer for himself. Thank Heaven I’ve enough to live on of my own without being dependent on a creature like him! But think of the disgrace! My husband nothing better than a common thief—swindling his clients and making away with his books when he can’t go on any longer! But he shall be punished, oh yes; I’ll see he’s punished, if once I find him!”
Hewitt thought for a moment, and then asked, “Do you know any of your husband’s clients, Mrs. Geldard?”
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Portrait of Arthur Morrison Arthur Morrison Adventures of Martin Hewitt, Third Series

Why not deal frankly and openly with your husband? Why not ask him plainly what he has been doing during the days you were unable to get into his office? You will probably find it all capable of a very simple and innocent explanation.”
“Am I to understand, then,” Mrs. Geldard said, bridling, “that you refuse to help me?”
“I have not refused to help you,” Hewitt replied. “On the contrary, I am trying to help you now. Did your husband ever follow any other profession than the one he is now engaged in?”
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Portrait of Arthur Morrison Arthur Morrison Adventures of Martin Hewitt, Third Series

Hewitt, my husband is a lunatic.” She paused again. “There was never a man, Mr. Hewitt, so devoted to his wife and children as my husband. He bore even with the continual annoyance of my brother, whom you saw, because he was my brother. But a little more than a year ago, as the result of an accident, a tumour formed on his brain. The thing is incurable except, as a remote possibility, by a most dangerous operation, which the doctors fear to attempt except under most favourable conditions. Without that he must die, sooner or later.
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