’ ‘Can’t say as I’m sorry to hear you say that, missie,’ confessed the sergeant, on a relieved note, as he locked the front door of the mansion and pocketed the key. A moment before, the surface of the stream was black as ink. She was dressed for the street very much as her own maid was accustomed to dress, and there was a thick veil attached to her hat. ” “How long had he been in the hospital?” Courtlaw asked. Sheppard, "and am most grateful for your offer. Then began expostulations, preluded by a telegram and headed by her aunt.
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