During all their long comradeship he had never so much as ventured to hold her fingers. ’ Fresh suspicion kindled in his breast. "Coward!" cried Kneebone. "Zounds!" cried Kneebone, furiously. She heard her husband’s heavy tread descending the stairs, and the wheels of his carriage as he drove off. Sheppard, passing her hands over his face, and gazing at him with a look that made him shudder. Wood. You are my prisoner, murderer.
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