Jeffrey's household he asked
whether her duties took her into Mrs. Jeffrey's room; upon her
replying that they did, he further inquired if she knew Mrs.
Jeffrey's rings, and could say whether they were all to be found
on that lady's toilet-table after the police came in with news of
her death. The answer was decisive. They were all there, her
rings and all the other ornaments she was in the daily habit of
wearing, with the exception of her watch. That was not there.
"Did you take up those rings?"
"No, sir."
"Did you see any one else take them up?"
"No, sir; not till the officer did so."
"Very well, Loretta, sit down again till we hear what Durbin has to
say about these rings."
And then the man I hated came forward, and though I shrank from
acknowledging it even to myself, I could but observe how strong
and quiet and self-possessed he seemed and how decisive was his
testimony. But it was equally brief. He had taken up the rings
and he had looked at them; and on one, the wedding-ring, he had
detected a slight stain of blood. He had called Mr. Jeffrey's
attention to it, but that gentleman had made no comment. This
remark had the effect of concentrating general attention upon Mr.
Jeffrey. But he seemed quite oblivious of it; his attitude remained
unchanged, and only from the quick stretching out and withdrawal of
Miss Tuttle's hand could it be seen that anything had been said
calculated to touch or arouse this man.
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