And now I'm rather in a
quandary as to whether I ought to tell her what I heard, and indeed as to
whether I ought even to send her the report of the inquest which appeared
in a local paper, and which I at last managed to secure."
"Of course I know that Colonel Crofton committed suicide." Janet Tosswill
lowered her voice instinctively. "That poor, second-rate little woman
seems to have told Rosamund as much, and Godfrey Radmore confirmed it."
"Yes, I suppose one ought to say that there is no real doubt that he
committed suicide." Yet Miss Pendarth's voice seemed to imply that there
was some doubt.
She went on: "It was suggested at the inquest that the chemist who made
up a certain heart tonic Colonel Crofton had been in the habit of taking
for some time, had put in a far larger dose of strychnine than was
right."
Janet Tosswill repeated in a startled tone: "Strychnine! You don't mean
to say the poor man committed suicide with that horrible poison?"
Miss Pendarth looked up, and Janet was struck by her pallor and look of
pain. "Yes, Janet; he died of a big dose of strychnine, and the medical
evidence given at the inquest makes most painful reading.
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