" "Monster!" cried Winifred. “Listen,” she said. He folded the garments carefully and replaced them on the chair. He tried to raise an outcry, but his throat was again forcibly griped by Rowland. ‘Seems quiet enough,’ observed the junior officer, his gaze raking the shuttered windows of the building’s grey stone frontage. Opposite the gallows was an open gallery, or scaffolding, like the stand at a racecourse, which, on state occasions, was crowded with spectators. The assassination, as you call it, was, obviously, the vengeance of a kinsman of the injured lady, who no doubt was of good family, upon her seducer.
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