1. My Aunt. Chapter 17


    Date: 10/11/2014, Categories: First Time, Author: Annamagique, Rating: 8, Source: LushStories

    so she will wish to stay, I am sure. Please, continue.” I was relieved as I looked at Bethany. Her face showed that she was thinking along the same lines as myself. “Before, you continue, Doctor,” Sergeant Morgan broke in, “I must remind all of you that what is discussed here must not be shared with anyone outside this room.” We all nodded our agreement then turned to Doctor Harris and waited. “As you all know,” he began, “Sister Watson and myself tried through the night to save Maggie but her injuries were so severe that I was not able to prevent her death.” He paused to allow his statement to sink in then went on. “From the marks on her body, it is of my opinion that she had been bound at the wrists and ankles. There were considerable chafe marks where she had struggled against her bonds. In addition, her body was criss crossed with marks that I can only describe as having been produced by a violent whipping. Many of the strikes had broken the surface of her flesh and had bled. These alone, however, did not cause her death but were a significant contributing factor.” “So you are saying, Doctor, that she had been bound and flogged to within an inch of her life?” the sergeant asked, wincing with distaste. I turned to Bethany and saw that her eyes were brimming with tears so I took her hand and held it tightly, “But this was not the cause of death you say.” “No, indeed. I shall not go into detail here, I shall provide you with a full written report,” he said directly to the ...
    policeman, “However, suffice it to say that she had suffered some internal damage which caused severe blood loss. It was this, and the fact that she had been lying in the coal shed for several hours that was the cause of her demise.” There was a shocked silence as all this detail sunk in. Aunt Helen was the first to speak. “Who would do such a cruel thing?” she whispered. In a effort to keep us from withdrawing into our own individual thoughts and accusations, Arthur Morgan quickly answered, “That is what we intend to discover, Lady Helen, and believe me, we will!” He didn't wait long before he turned to Bethany. “Could you tell me,” he said, “When you last visited the coal shed before you found the deceased?” “The toime before oi found the de... before oi found Maggie ,” she began, haltingly, trying to hold back her tears, “was the noight before last. We 'adn't used much coal that day, what with there bein' hardly anyone in the house yesterday and the warm weather meant we din't need to loight the foires in the rooms.” I squeezed her hand. “Oh, oi wish oi 'ad gone out sooner.” she sobbed, “She moight still be aloive if oi 'ad.” I put my arm around her and held her as she lay her head on my shoulder, her tears leaving a slight wet mark on the fabric of my dress. “No, Bethany, I am afraid it would not have made any difference,” Doctor Harris said, with as soothing a voice as he could manage. “So she could have been there as much as twenty-four hours?” Sergeant Morgan asked. “It ...
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