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           Ha!Andtheflaphasbeengummed,ifIamnotverymuchinerror,byapersonwhohadbeenchewingtobacco. Andyouhavenodoubtthatitisyourhusband’shand,madam?" 

           "None.Nevillewrotethosewords." 

           "Andtheywerepostedto-dayatGravesend. Well,Mrs.St.Clair,thecloudslighten,thoughIshouldnotventuretosaythatthedangerisover." 

           "Buthemustbealive,Mr.Holmes." 

           "Unlessthisisacleverforgerytoputusonthewrongscent. Thering,afterall,provesnothing.Itmayhavebeentakenfromhim. 

           "No,no;itis,itishisveryownwriting!" 

           "Verywell.Itmay,however,havebeenwrittenonMondayandonlypostedto-day." 

           "Thatispossible." 

           "Ifso,muchmayhavehappenedbetween." 

           "Oh,youmustnotdiscourageme,Mr.Holmes. Iknowthatalliswellwithhim. ThereissokeenasympathybetweenusthatIshouldknowifevilcameuponhim. OntheverydaythatIsawhimlasthecuthimselfinthebedroom,andyetIinthediningroomrushedupstairsinstantlywiththeutmostcertaintythatsomethinghadhappened. DoyouthinkthatIwouldrespondtosuchatrifleandyetbeignorantofhisdeath?" 

           "Ihaveseentoomuchnottoknowthattheimpressionofawomanmaybemorevaluablethantheconclusionofananalyticalreasoner.