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Chapter Nine-1
Chapter Nine Upon the following morning, Gussie arrived early at the breakfast table, perfectly unaware of the treat that lay in store for her. She had not slept well, her mind having persisted in turning the facts of the case over and over until she felt half-mad with it. Nor had the exercise blessed her with any flashes of inspiration, or new understanding; she had only given herself confused dreams, when at last she fell asleep, wherein various members of her family and acquaintance lay dead — only to revive again, and give her differing accounts of who was responsible. The dream had ended with Theo hanging by the neck from a gallows-rope, while giving her a rather irascible account of a book entitled Reflections on French Cuisine, which he had lately been reading. She had woken too
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