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Portrait of Fergus Hume Fergus Hume The Whispering Lane — Chapter 21 (1925)

Formerly credited with one crime, now credited with two, the dead woman’s reputation was now more stained than ever. Not all the waters of the wide ocean could wash out that stain: never could what had been done be undone—“Unless a miracle happens,” wailed Aileen, putting her thoughts into words.
“Eh? What?” Dick looked up from the depths of an arm-chair, wherein he had been brooding over the contrariness of things.
“Edith! Only a miracle can cleanse her reputation.”
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Portrait of Fergus Hume Fergus Hume The Whispering Lane — Chapter 21 (1925)

Yet she is innocent!” declared the girl, fiercely, “no one could have died as my darling Edith died and not be innocent. And you told her that she was.”
“I did—I did. I would have told anything, so that she might die in peace, as she did, thank God. But, in my mind, there is always the doubt!” Dick rose in a restless mood to pace the room, feverishly. “Oh, my dear, my dear, I only wish that I could silence that doubt. But what can be done? Rackham sticks to his story that Miss Danby killed his master; that she killed Slanton.”
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Portrait of Fergus Hume Fergus Hume The Whispering Lane — Chapter 21 (1925)

But he is insane—his evidence cannot be accepted. Not to him can we look for any statement likely to prove Miss Danby innocent. I liked her for herself—I loved her for the immense kindness she showed to you. I heard her story at a moment when the most obstinate nature would speak truly. A woman with so many good qualities would not have died with a lie on her lips. I believe that she is guiltless of your brother’s murder.”
“And of Slanton’s murder?”
Dick halted, shaking his head, “There is the doubt. She may have killed the man, more or less unconsciously—the opium you know, Aileen.”
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