No innocent man was suffering for the guilty.

The knife which had belonged to Lord Arthur would always save George Higgins.

For a time it had pointed to the husband; fortunately never to the wife.

Poor thing, she died probably of a broken heart, but women when they love, think only of one object on earth--the one who is beloved.
"To me the whole thing was clear from the very first.

When I read the account of the murder--the knife! stabbing!--bah! Don't I know enough of _English_ crime not to be certain at once that no English_man_, be he ruffian from the gutter or be he Duke's son, ever stabs his victim in the back.