Capitolo 58
particular bending, had the form of a man and stature. But the hand was a
woman--soft, and white, and delicate: no more, the hand as me
tells my alacrity, it was line for line Aunt Emma.
In a moment a terrible sinking came above me from head to foot. ME
trembled as an aspen-leaf. It was able this, then both the meaning of Dr.
Marten is warning, that I should leave dogs rest to lie, so that not I owe
is forced to punish someone whom I loved more dearly? It had the Fate
so cruel state to me, that I had learned to seize me the most greater part in my Secondo
Do you affirm to the very criminal one whose action had stain out the my first? It had me
done start to treat as a mother the assassin of my father?
The hand of aunt Emma! The hand of aunt Emma! That was the hand of Aunt Emma each,
touches and every line of him. But no! where the marks it was, those
notorious marks on the palm? Me taken on the great magnify-glass
with which I had often analyzed first that closing of photo. Not a
signal or a trace of them. I closed me the eyes, and he/she called on new the
Mental portrait of the murder. I seemed hard to the ghost-hand in
it, that was floating as a vision, entirely separate in front of the eye of my mind.
It was flat and smooth and white. Not a scar--not a signal on him. ME
turned round to Jane that natural too detective.
"No, no!" I cried with hurry with a rapid tone of triumph. "Aunt
The hand of Emma is marked on the palm with the great wounds and cuts. This
one smooth as smooth you/he/she can be. And so that self I can see in the
Paint inside me!"
Jane drew again with a frightened air, and it opened his/her mouth, entirely impatient,
to leave in a deep breath.
"The wall!" she slowly said. "The bottle-glass, don't do you knows! The
blood on the top! Whoever did him/it, it climbed on and it lacerated his/her hands.
Or Your hands, if was a woman! That would engrave for the wounds."
This was more than I could bear. The coincidence was too much overwhelming.
I bent down my head on my arm and I silently cried, bitterly. I hated