Cannot say whether my master and missus were ever legally married.
What with the dreadful state of morals nowadays and them stories in
the circulating libraries, innocent girls don't know into what
society they might be obliged to take situations. Never saw
missus' marriage certificate, though I have quite accidental-like
looked in her desk when open, and would have seen it. Do not know
of any lovers missus might have had. Believe she had a liking for
John Thomas, footman, for she was always spiteful-like--poor lady--
when we were together--though there was nothing between us, as Cook
well knows, and dare not deny, and missus needn't have been
jealous. Have never seen arsenic or Prussian acid in any of the
private drawers--but have seen paregoric and camphor. One of my
master's friends was a Count Moscow, a Russian papist--which I
detested.
CHAPTER II.
THE SLIM YOUNG MAN'S STORY.
I am by profession a reporter, and writer for the press. I live at
Pultneyville. I have always had a passion for the marvellous, and
have been distinguished for my facility in tracing out mysteries,
and solving enigmatical occurrences. On the night of the 17th
June, 1845, I left my office and walked homeward.
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