Publisher's Synopsis
All that wealth -- Mrs. Octagon would not be surprised to hear someone had murdered her aunt for it!
No sooner had she voiced her musings, sitting in private with her daughter, than her husband burst in with the evening paper. "My dear," he said, his scanty hair almost standing on end, "such dreadful news. Your aunt, my dear -- "
"Selina," said Mrs. Octagon quietly, "go on. There is nothing bad I don't expect to hear about Selina. What is it?"
"She is dead!"
