J. S. Fletcher,
Paul Campenhaye, Specialist in Criminology…
(1918)
“ When you worked out, and carried out this wicked plot, this amulet, unnoticed by you, slipped amongst the folds of the cotton wool, and you, all unsuspectingly, packed it up with the ring. Am I right in believing you guilty? Ah! of course, Lady Louisa, I am an extremely inquisitive man—why did you do this?”She glared angrily at me for a moment, but she knew that I had the whip-hand, and at last she answered my straightforward question.“I didn’t want the duke to marry the Manning girl,” she muttered. “I wanted him to marry one of my own girls—his cousins. ”
