These articles which appeared in. Wallace details his experiences with the murder, trial, and his theories on what happened to Julia.
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Prologue: The Man They Did Not Hang
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Issue #1: The World Refuses To Have Me Back
Issue #2: Women’s Poison-Tongues Pursue Me
Issue #3: My Hermit Life
Issue #4: The Sentence I Must Always Serve
Issue #5: I Know the Murderer
From the text:
The crime was this—
When I left the house, he would have been watching to see me depart.
It was my wife’s rigid rule not to admit strangers into the house when she was alone, and to this day it has been a cause for speculation how the man actually made his way inside. He must have been ready with a pretext to be allowed to wait until I returned.
He followed my wife into the sitting-room, and as she bent down and lit the gas-fire he struck her, possibly with a spanner. The implement of murder was never discovered.
He had now to kill her. To strike her again while she lay on the floor and him standing over her would mean the upward spurting of blood.
Two strides took him into the lobby, where he had observed my mackintosh hanging, and he held it as a shield between him and her body while he belaboured her to death.
She must have been felled as soon as she lit the fire and before she could regulate the flow of gas. It would have been at full blaze, and as he bent at the fireplace the flame set light to the mackintosh.
Then he would see that the bottom edge of her skirt was burning, and, throwing the mackintosh down, he must have dragged her away from the fire and on to part of the coat, leaving her in the position I found her.