A young woman arrives early in the morning, very frightened. Two years ago, her twin sister, who were about to get married, died in strange circumstances, after have heard several times a whistle during the night. Her sister died in her arms, whispering "this is the speckled band". Now, Helen Stoner is about to get married too. And last night, she heard the deadly whistle.
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Sunday, 1 March 2015
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