"Speak, Oswald," said his wife. "Why do you not tell us? Is it one
whom we knew?"
"I think that Laura used to know him. Mr. Bonteen was murdered last
night in the streets."
"Mr. Bonteen! The man who was Mr. Finn's enemy," said Lady Chiltern.
"Mr. Bonteen!" said Lady Laura, as though the murder of twenty Mr.
Bonteens were nothing to her.
"Yes;--the man whom you talk of as Finn's enemy. It would be better
if there were no such talk."
"And who killed him?" said Lady Laura, again getting up and coming
close to her brother.
"Who was it, Oswald?" asked his wife; and she also was now too deeply
interested to keep her seat.
"They have arrested two men," said Lord Chiltern;--"that Jew who
married Lady Eustace, and--" But there he paused. He had determined
beforehand that he would tell his sister the double arrest that the
doubt this implied might lessen the weight of the blow; but now he
found it almost impossible to mention the name.
"Who is the other, Oswald?" said his wife.
"Not Phineas," screamed Lady Laura.
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