[Monty's quiet a moment as he calls back to his memories of the story. And then a there's a sharp nod.]

A sister, yes, I recollect,
the elder one, but all respect
you think a girl could yet perfect
a murder such as this?
I've heard, of course, in folk stories
of bitter sisters, rivalries,
and death the price of jealousy
for a star shone brighter o'er.
But here in life it seems absurd
for the eldest one to kill the third
especially when a poisoned word
could ruin the younger's lot.

She was sixteen, as I recall, but she and her sister still took lessons from a governess together. The governess was interviewed for the papers and lamented the loss of the youngest Ms. Melvin as tragic given her aptitude. Jealousy can be a powerful motivator, I grant you, but no one ever investigated the sister. She was only mentioned off-hand. Their final major focus was on the farmer, I mentioned.