“Can’t I have her shawl? It might enable me to carry the deception a
little further if I have it. He’ll spot the trick at once if I enter
the room with a hat and jacket on. Apparently she wears neither.”
They took her shawl. Removing my hat and jacket, entrusting them to
the men who had her in charge, I donned the shawl in their place. A
notion seemed to dawn on her of what the proceeding meant. She began
all at once to struggle violently, breaking into voluble speech.
“Off with her,” directed Mr. Ellis. “We don’t want any fuss here.”