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‘Sheppard, I’m convinced that she did. And more, I’ve a feeling that by deliberately choosing death, she wanted the whole thing to come out, if only to be revenged on the man who drove her to desperation. I believe that if I could have seen her then, she would have told me his name and bid me go for him for all I was worth.’ he looked at me. ‘You don’t believe in impressions?’

‘Oh, yes, I do, in a sense. If, as you put it, word should come from her – ’

I broke off. The door opened noiselessly and Parker entered with a salver on which were some letters.

‘The evening post, sir,’ he said, handing the salver to Ackroyd. Then he collected the coffee cups and withdrew.

My attention, diverted for a moment, came back to Ackroyd. he was staring like a man turned to stone at a long blue envelope. The other letters he had let drop to the ground.

‘Her writing,’ he said in a whisper. ‘She must have gone out and posted it last night, just before – before-’.

He ripped open the envelope and drew out a thick enclosure. Then he looked up sharply.