"What did the couple look like?"
Mrs. Bryce smiled like a young girl. "Nice looking, especially the man!" She fanned herself with her left hand. "They were about your age, and the lady had red hair."
This sounded suspiciously like Frank and Zia.
At least Morton made it back to the boat safely. That was some small consolation.
Did Morton really try to kill her?
I couldn't see him doing that. He was reckless, and at times less than a gentleman. But whether she was his sister or his lover, I couldn't picture him trying to kill her.
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The taxi-carriage deposited me near a fir thicket several blocks away from Anastasia's mansion. After the carriage left, I hid from view, pulling Anna's dress and hat off. I put her items in the basket, covering them with the red kerchief. I then put t
