Tuesday, August 9, 2011

My husband disappeared, what should I do?

I am from Lee, and my father was a brewer here. Some time ago, a gentleman moved into our neighbourhood, took a large villa and lived generally in good style. We got acquainted, we dated and, at the end, we married. Now my husband Neville St. Clair and I have two children. Neville does not work, but is interested in several companies and goes into town as a rule in the morning, returning by the 5:14 from Cannon Street every night. He is now thirty-seven years of age, is a man of temperate habits, a good husband, a very affectionate father, and a man who is popular with all who know him. His debts, as for now, is 88 pounds 10 shillings. Last Monday he went to town, said he would be busy and promised to bring our little boy a box of toy bricks. After he departed, I received a message to pick up some important parcel in London, and had to go to London, too. On my way back, when I was walking down Swandam Lane, I heard a cry, looked up and saw my husband at a second-floor window! He waved at me frantically and disappeared, as if someone pulled him back! I tried to enter this house, but people would not let me. I returned with the police, and they found no one there but a professional beggar called Hugh Boone, with a hideous twisted lip. There was blood on the windowsill. This Boone said he cut his ring finger, and showed it. The police wanted to go, but then I found a box of toy bricks, the same as my husband promised to our son! They searched more, and found my husband clothes, and, in the c below, they found my husband's coat, the pockets stuffed with pennies and half-pennies (421 pennies and 270 half-pennies). They arrested Hugh Boone, but he says that he is innocent, and there is no trace of my husband or his body anywhere, so what should I do?

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