76392407 Nothing Compares

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Dr. T.R. Killeen, of 68, Brick-lane, said that he was called to the deceased, and found her dead. She had 39 stabs on the body. She had been dead some three hou rs. Her age was about 36, and the body was very well nourished. Witness had sinc e made a post mortem examination of the body. The left lung was penetrated infi ve places, and the right lung was penetrated in two places. The heart, whichwas rather fatty, was penetrated in one place, and that would be sufficient tocaus e death. The liver was healthy, but was penetrated in five places, the spleen wa s penetrated in two places, and the stomach, which was perfectly healthy,was pe netrated in six places. The witness did not think all the wounds were inflicted with the same instrument. The wounds generally might have been inflictedwith a knife, but such an instrument could not have inflicted one of the wounds,which went through the chest-bone. His opinion was that one of the wounds was inflicte d by some kind of dagger, and that all of them had been caused during life. The coroner said he was in hopes that the body would be identified, but three wo men had identified it under three different names. He therefore proposed toleav e the question open until the next occasion. The case would be left in thehands of Detective Inspector Reid, who would endeavour to discover the perpetrator of this (illegible) murder. It was one of the most dreadful murders any onecould imagine. The man must have been a perfect savage to inflict such a numberof wou nds on a defenceless woman in such a way. The inquiry would be adjournedfor a f ortnight." Stabbed 39 times? I was absolutely astonished at how savage people could be. My father was perfectly right to keep me away from East End. Itwas obviously not t he place for a lady. I grew sick to my stomach pushed away the paper along with my plate of bread. I had just noticed my mother had gone fro

m the dining room when she reappeared i n the doorway with someone trailing behind her. I beamed at the man standing in the doorway. He was a great deal tallerthan me and had the most astonishing blu e eyes you have ever seen. His dirty blonde hair was slightly ruffled and he loo ked completely dashing in his black trousers and jacket. My heart fluttered as i t always did when I saw him. "Good morning, Pippa," he said, his voice as smooth as ice. I loved the way he s aid myname, the way it came so naturally out of his mouth. Well, it had better come naturally since he's been saying it since we were children. "Good morning, Stephen," I said back. I almost squealed it actually. I hadn't se en my best friend since last summer. We had scarcely seen each other since I was sent to finishing school two years before. Now that I was done with schooling, I would be courted bypossible husband candidates. I wasn't too thrilled about d ancing with a bunchof strange men at parties, but as long as Stephen was there I knew I would be fi

ne. "Why don't you two go catch up?" my mother suggested, obviously wanting us to ge t out of the dining room. Normally, I wouldn't be left alone with a boy, nogirl would, but with Stephen it was different. We had been best friends since childh ood and my parents trusted him. I sauntered over to him while smiling broadly and we made our way to the veranda outside. I had many great memories out here. My family loved to have parties on the veranda that usually lasted well intothe night and Stephen had been presen t for everyone of them. Stephen's parentsused to be really close with my own, b ut for some unknown reason they had grown apart. Recently his parents got divorc ed and he was now living with his father. I had no idea where his mother had gon e, he wouldn't speak about it.


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I sat on a wicker bench and Stephen sat next to me. He took this opportunity topull me into an embrace. He surrounded me with his strong arms and I hugged himright back. I had missed him so much. "I missed you so much Pippa. I'm terriblyglad your done with school," he whispe red to me, his smooth voice sent me intoa frenzy. "I missed you more Stephen! You have no idea how horrid it was up there," I whin ed to him, knowing he would agree with what I had to say. "I can't even run free ly anymore because of this corset. It takes the life out of me. You're lucky you are not a girl." He released me from his embrace to look at me incredulously. "What is that I hea r? Pippa Kohne complaining? What a shock this isfor my ears to hear!" he laughe d, it was music to my ears. "What is this I hear? Stephen Adams being sarcastic? Oh, be still my heart!" I m ocked, putting my hand over my heart dramatically. "You have to agree though. It was dreadful!" "I'm sure it was, Pippa. At least now you have got the skills you need to be a l ady. I know how much you needed that," he grinned. I hit him playfully on the ar mand he pretended it hurt. "Maybe you wouldn't be so keen to mock if you were the one having your breath su cked out of you," I said, indicating my corset thatwas currently constraining m y breathing. "It does look painful. I suppose I shall give you a break on the sarcasm for the time being," he said looking out intothe rain now. "I really am glad your home , Pippa. It hasn't been the same without you." I was certainly glad that he was now watching the rain because his statement cau sed me to blush scarlett. I had always been a flirt with other boys,not in publ ic of course, but things were different with Stephen. When he said things like t his, I knew he was being sincere, and I couldn't help but swoon. "Did you hear about that murder in Whitechapel?" I said, quickly changing the su b

ject before I turned as red as a tomatoe. "I have," he said simply. I was expecting him to speak further about it, to tell me how sick he thought it was and howhe would like to find the man who did it, but he didn't speak again. He just kept staring off into the distance. This was very peculiar behavior coming from Stephen. He was always very outspoke n about even the most trivial matters. My thoughts were interrupted by my mother who took the liberty of making us both glasses of lemonade and bringing them ou t to us. "Thank you, Mrs. Kohne," he said, coming out of his trance.We both took the glas ses off the tray my mother was carrying and she walked back into the house. "How was school anyway? Did you have any friends?" Stephen asked, turning back i nto his old self once more. "Of course I did! You know how amazing a friend I am," I smiled. "By the way, I was goingto ask you if you would mind taking me into town tomorrow. I was going to visitmy friends." "Are these friends a figment of your imagination?" he joked. I hit

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, with a little more force. "Fine, I shall take you into town, if you insist." He smiled at me and my heart stopped. I've had quite the liking for him since I was a child, but I would never let him know that. I wished for him to court me so badly, but that wasn't likely to happen. I doubted very highly that he felt the same way about me as I did for him. I also doubted that we would see each othe r much after I was married, and I didn't like that idea. I just wished that Step hen could see in me what I see in him, a soulmate.


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