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But the biggest change here the Herold and fine bone china candelabras to provide light, Dr Gilbert had a lamp An electric lamp And on the table next to Gilbert, Beauvoir noticed a phone

Electricity had been brought deep into the forest to power this rustic little cabin

Then Beauvoir remembered why he’d ain where the murder had been co there, right where the bloodstain had been Might still be

Death had come to this peaceful little cabin, but in what form? Olivier or someone else And driven by what? As Chief Inspector Gaun or a knife or a blow to the head, it hat powered that thrust

What had taken the Hermit’s life? Greed, as the Crown prosecution and Gae? Jealousy?

The treasures discovered here had been re part of the case The cabin had produced so

A word, woven into a spider’s web Up in the corner of the cabin, where the shadoere the deepest

Woo

The word had also been found carved, not well, into a piece of bloodstained wood It had tumbled froh cowering there A little wooden word Woo

But what did it mean?

Had the Hermit made the word?

It didn’t seem likely, since he was a master carver and the wooden Woo was rustic, child-like

The prosecution had concluded Olivier had put Woo into the web and carved it in wood as part of his ca in the cabin And Olivier had adoal, to convince the erous Filled with des

Chaos is co, old son, the Herht of his life Olivier had done his job well The Her to everything else, Olivier denied two things

Killing the Her the word, Woo