Книга · Frankenstein
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Автор: Mary Shelley
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That she had been bewildered when questioned by the market-woman
was not surprising, since she had passed a sleepless night and
the fate of poor William was yet uncertain. Concerning the
picture she could give no account.
"I know," continued the unhappy victim, "how heavily and fatally
this one circumstance weighs against me, but I have no power of
explaining it; and when I have expressed my utter ignorance, I am
only left to conjecture concerning the probabilities by which it
might have been placed in my pocket. But here also I am checked.
I believe that I have no enemy on earth, and none surely would
have been so wicked as to destroy me wantonly. Did the murderer
place it there? I know of no opportunity afforded him for so
doing; or, if I had, why should he have stolen the jewel, to part
with it again so soon?
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