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There was a long and impressive silence while the Inspector deliberately read the note. Then he looked interrogatively at the girl.
“We were engaged, Inspector,” she said. “We were to have been married very soon.”
A deep flush crept slowly over Mr. Humphries’s florid face and spread into the roots of his tawny fair hair.
“But what does he mean by ‘having to write’?” he asked.
The girl replied hastily, her eyes on the ground.
“Mr. Parrish was under the impression that ... that ... without his money I should not have cared for him. That is what he means ...”
“You knew he had provided for you in his will?”
“He told me several times that he intended to leave me everything. You see, he has no relatives!”
“I see!” said the Inspector in a reflective voice.