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Inspector Craddock nodded. Emma went on.
"Imagine my surprise to receive a letter just about a month ago, signed Martine Crackenthorpe."
"You have it?"
Emma took it from her bag and handed it to him. Craddock read it with interest. It was written in a slanting French hand – an educated hand.
　
Dear Mademoiselle,
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I hope it will not be a shock to you to get this letter. I do not even know if your brother Edmund told you that we were married. He said he was going to do so. He was killed only a few days after our marriage and at the same time the Germans occupied our village. After the war ended, I decided that I would not write to you or approach you, though Edmund had told me to do so. But by then I had made a new life for myself, and it was not necessary. But now things have changed. For my son's sake I write this letter. He's your brother's son, you see, and I - I can no longer give him the advantages he ought t have. I am coming to England early next week. Will you let me know if I can come and see you? My address for letter is 126 Elvers Crescent, N.10. I hope again this will not be the great shock to you.
I remain with assurance of my excellent sentiments.
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