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It took a few minutes for that to sink in. I had so thoroughly accepted the idea that both of them were dead that I wasn’t sure of what I was hearing. But it finally penetrated, and I looked at Arnold. He was enjoying the situation.
“But,” I said, “I thought that both bodies were almost completely destroyed.”
“They were,” he said. “The woman wasn’t Mrs. Cantwell. She was up at their place in the mountains for several days. No radio, no television, and no newspapers, so she didn’t know anything about it until she came back to the city late yesterday. She was quite broken up about it.”
“I’ll bet,” I said. “She’s worth at least eight hundred thousand more than she was when she went up to the mountains. Was she up there alone?”
He made a clucking sound with his tongue. “That’s the tro
