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But the fall was too great, and he abandoned the attempt. ” Her mind drifted into a speculation about her sister. And let us go on with our evening. On this side was a razor with which a son had murdered his father; the blade notched, the haft crusted with blood: on that, a bar of iron, bent, and partly broken, with which a husband had beaten out his wife's brains. “My dear man,” she exclaimed, “wasn’t that a foregone conclusion?” “You treat the matter lightly,” he continued. Sheppard had been interred. ‘What mischief?’ ‘I don’t know, but I’ll go bail you’re at something. I'm one of those unfortunate duffers who have too much imagination—the kind who build their own chimeras and then run away from them. ’ A panel slid open and she stepped into the relative light of the little dressingroom, Kimble close behind her. Her lips were dry and cracked.
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