“We’re here to take your foster daughter down to the station to ask her a few questions sir. Wood and several serving-men, all well armed, rushed into the room. In her little sitting-room she turned on the electric light and looked around half fearfully. You want music. "Caught!" shouted the head-turnkey. He stood there, large and dark, enunciating, in his clear voice from beneath his large mustache, clear flat sentences, deliberately kindly. From the further end of the apartment came the low music of a violin. The original passage, Martha had told her, had led only from an upstairs room to one downstairs. I suppose it depends on her own state of mind.
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