An' I couldn't go upstairs, because--because--" she hid her face on her knees.
Marcella had a sudden sick vision of the horrors this poor creature must have gone through since her husband had appeared to her, splashed with the blood of his enemy, under that same marvellous moon which-- Her mind repelled its own memories with haste.

Moreover, she was aware of the inspector standing at the kitchen door and beckoning to her.

She stole across to him so softly that Mrs.Hurd did not hear her.
"We have found all we want," he said in his official tone, but under his breath--"the clothes anyway.

We must now look for the gun.

Jenkins is first going to take him off to Widrington.