she was a very reticent woman, who spoke little about her own affairs.
Mr. Whittall testified that the revolver found in the dead woman's hand was one which he had given her some three months previously. It was a Matson, 32 calibre, an automatic of the latest pattern. She had not asked for a gun. He had given it to her of his own motion, believing that every woman ought to have the means of defending herself at hand. He did not know for sure if she had ever practised shooting it, but he believed
bower within. Like a French maisonette. Darius had such original ideas. And so on.
When they got up to go, Fay said to me wistfully: "You haven't congratulated me, Bella."
What was I to say? The tears sprang to my eyes. Fortunately she considered that the emotion was suitable to the circumstances.