He looked at his friend. It was a motor accident—a fatal motor accident the evening papers called it. The contest was now carried on between Rowland and Darrell. "His wife is still living," returned Kneebone, drily. ’ Captain Roding looked frowningly from one to the other. And I have seen work by his pupils myself that struck me as being—well, next door to shameful. "I'll be his evil genius!" vociferated Jonathan, who seemed to enjoy her torture.
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