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But when the body came home for burial, Dr. Yate-Westbury looked in by Mrs. Trevennack’s special request, and performed an informal and private examination of the brain and nervous system. At the close of the autopsy he came down to the drawing-room where the silver-haired lady sat pale and tearful, but courageous. “It is just as I thought,” he said; “a clot of blood, due to external injury, has pressed for years above the left frontal region, causing hallucinations and irregularities of a functional character only. You needn’t have the slightest fear of its proving hereditary. It’s as purely accidental as a sprain or a wound. Your daughter, Mrs. Le Neve, couldn’t possibly suffer for it.”
And neither Cleer nor Le Neve nor anyone else ever shared that secret of Trevennack’s delusions with his wife and the doctor.