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has something to say to you alone.’‘Impossible!’ murmured Mrs. Gould.‘He said to me, ‘Remind her that I have done somethingto keep a roof over her head.’ … Mrs. Gould,’ the doctorpursued, in the greatest excitement. ‘Do you remember thesilver? The silver in the lighter—that was lost?’Mrs. Gould remembered. But she did not say she hatedthe mere mention of that silver. Frankness personified, sheremembered with an exaggerated horror that for the firstand last time of her life she had concealed the truth fromher husband about that very silver. She had been corruptedby her fears at that time, and she had never forgiven herself.Moreover, that silver, which would never have come downif her husband had been made acquainted with the newsbrought by Decoud, had been in a roundabout way nearlythe cause of Dr. Monygham’s death. And these things appearedto her very dreadful.‘Was it lost, though?’ the doctor exclaimed. ‘I’ve alwaysfelt that there was a mystery about our Nostromo ever since.I do believe he wants now, at the point of death——‘‘The point of death?’ repeated Mrs. Gould.‘Yes. Yes…. He wants perhaps to tell you something concerningthat silver which——‘‘Oh, no! No!’ exclaimed Mrs. Gould, in a low voice. ‘Isn’tit lost and done with? Isn’t there enough treasure without itto make everybody in the world miserable?’The doctor remained still, in a submissive, disappointedsilence. At last he ventured, very low—‘And there is that Viola girl, Giselle. What are we to do? It