She had gained her evil place in the world, was a
notorious woman in fact, was even now a prisoner under suspicion
of murder. Nevertheless, she felt a thrill of ecstasy over this
written document--which it had never occurred to her to wrest
from the girl at the time of the oral confession. Now that it had
been proffered, the value of it loomed above almost all things
else in the world. It proclaimed undeniably the wrong under
which she had suffered. She was not the thief the court had
adjudged her. Now, there's nobody here but just you and me. Come
on, now--put me wise!"
Mary was again the resourceful woman who was glad to pit her
brain against the contriving of those who fought her. So, at
this moment, she seemed pliant to the will of the man who urged
her thus cunningly. Her quick glance around the office was of a
sort to delude the Inspector into a belief that she was yielding
to his lure.
"Are you sure no one will ever know?" she asked, timorously.
"Nobody but you and me," Burke declared, all agog with
anticipation of victory at last.
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