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"You've no idea of her name - of where she came from - anything at all?"
Craddock thought to himself: She wants to know – she's very anxious to know – who the woman is. Has she felt like that all along, I wonder? Bacon didn't give me that impression - and he's a shrewd man….
"We know nothing about her," he said. "That's why we hoped one of you could help us. Are you sure you can't? Even if you didn't recognise her - can you think of anyone she might be?"
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He thought, but perhaps he imagined it, that there was a very slight pause before she answered.
"I've absolutely no idea," she said.
Imperceptibly, Inspector Craddock's manner changed. It was hardly noticeable except as a slight hardness in his voice.
"When Mr. Wimborne told you that the woman was a foreigner, why did you assume that she was French?"
Emma was not disconcerted. Her eyebrows rose slightly.
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