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Hulbert Footner The Three Thirty-Twos — Chapter IX (1925)

The crisis was precipitated by an innocent question of Fay's. “Why are you so quiet, Rosika?”
“I am thinking of that poor lady who is dead,” said Mme. Storey gravely.
It was like an icy hand laid on each heart there. A deathly silence fell on us. It seemed to last forever. I felt paralyzed. Mrs. Brunton was the first to recover herself. She was afraid of Mme. Storey, and dared not be openly rude, but her anger was evident enough in her voice.
“Oh, I say! What a thing to bring up at such a time and place! I'm surprised at you, Mme. Storey!”
“We are all thinking of her,” said Mme. Storey.
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Hulbert Footner The Three Thirty-Twos — Chapter IX (1925)

Mrs. Brunton had had a hard life, and Whittall's twenty millions blinded her to all other considerations. There is no doubt but she loved Fay as if she had been her own child.
Now, Whittall, when he heard this, executed a rapid volte face. A moment before, he had seemed absolutely suffocated with rage against Mme. Storey; now he turned against Mrs. Brunton, and roughly silenced her. “Mme. Storey is our friend,” he said. “You have no reason to speak to her in that manner. This is an important matter. She knows what she is doing.”
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Hulbert Footner The Three Thirty-Twos — Chapter IX (1925)

Mrs. Brunton flung herself down beside the girl and wrapped her arms around Fay's knees. “It is all lies!” she cried. “All lies! It was I who shot Mrs. Whittall!”
I have not the heart to describe the painful scene that followed. Fay was broken-hearted, of course, but the shock to her proved to be less than Mme. Storey had feared for. It turned out that for weeks past Fay, with the clear instinct of a simple heart, had divined that her companion was carrying a load of guilt on her breast, though of course the girl had no idea of its nature.
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