he grand jury, and so was Arthur.
When I was informed of this latter fact, I made a solemn vow to myself. It was this: If it falls to my lot to be indicted for this murderous offence, I will continue to keep my own counsel, as I have already done,car camera alarm system, in face of lesser provocation and at less dangerous risk. But, if I escape and a true bill should be found against Arthur, then will I follow my better instinct, and reveal what I have hitherto kept concealed, even if the torment of the betrayal drive me to self-destruction afterwards. For I no longer cherished the smallest doubt, that to Carmel鈥檚 sudden rage and to that alone, the death of Adelaide was due.
My reason for this change from troubled to absolute conviction can be easily explained. It dated from the inquest, and will best appear in the relation of an interview I held with my attorney, Charles Clifton, very soon after my second incarceration.
We had discussed the situation till there seemed to be nothing left to discuss. I understood him, and he thought he understood me. He believed Arthur guilty, and credited me with the same convictions. Thus only could he explain my inconceivable reticence on certain points he was very well assured I could make clear if I would. That he was not the only man who had drawn these same conclusions from my attitude both before and during the inquest, troubled me greatly and deeply disturbed my conscience, but I could indulge in no protests 鈥�or, rather would indulge in no protests 鈥�as yet. There was an unsolved doubt connected with some facts which had come out at the inquest 鈥�or perhaps, I should call it a circumstance not as yet fully explained 鈥�which disturbed me more than did my conscience, and upon this circumstance I must have light before I let my counsel leave me.
I introduced the topic thus:
鈥淵ou remember the detached sentences taken down by the nurse during the period of Carmel鈥檚 unconsciousness. They were regarded as senseless ravings, and such they doubtless were; but there was one of them which attracted my attention, and of which I should like an explanation. I wish I had that woman鈥檚 little book here; I should like to read for myself those wandering utterances.鈥�
鈥淵ou can,鈥�was the unexpected and welcome reply. 鈥淚 took them all down in shorthand as they fell from Dr. Perry鈥檚 lips. I have not had time since to transcribe them, but I can read some of them to you, if you will give me an idea as to which ones you want.鈥�
鈥淩ead the first 鈥�what she said on the day of the funeral. I do not think the rest matter very much.鈥�
Clifton took a paper from his pocket,http://cardvd.li-er.org/car-camera-comparison-2/, and, after only a short delay, read out these words:
鈥淒ecember the fifth: Her sister鈥檚 name, uttered many times and with greatly varied expression 鈥�now in reproach, now in terror, now in what seemed to me in tones of wild pleading and even despair. This continued at intervals all through the day.
鈥淎t three P.M., just as people were gathering for the funeral, the quick, glad cry: 鈥業 smell flowers, sweet, sweet flowers!鈥欌�
Alas! she did.
鈥淎t three-forty P.M., as the services neared their close, a violent change took place in her appearance, and she uttered in shrill tones those astonishing words which horrified all below and made us feel that she had a clairvoyant knowledge of the closing of the casket, then taking place:
鈥溾�Break it open! Break it open! and see if her heart is there!鈥欌�
鈥淧ause there,car camera mounts,鈥�I said; 鈥渢hat is what I mean. It was not the only time she uttered that cry. If you will glance further down, you will come across a second exclamation of the like character.鈥�
鈥淵es; here it is. It was while the ubiquitous Sweetwater was mousing about the room.鈥�
鈥淩ead the very words he heard. I have a reason, Clifton. Humour me for this once.鈥�
鈥淐ertainly 鈥�no trouble. She cried, this time: 鈥楤reak it open! Break the glass and look in. Her heart should be there 鈥�her heart 鈥�her heart!鈥�Horrible! but you insisted, Ranelagh.鈥�
鈥淚 thought I heard that word glass,鈥�I muttered, more to myself than to him. Then, with a choking fear of giving away my thought,http://cardvd.li-er.org/car-camera-installation/, but
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