" "To-morrow will be too late," said Sheppard, moodily. ‘Sergeant Trodger is who I am. But her mind was ruffled, and its mirror-like surface of satisfaction was not easily restored. A hollow plunge, echoed and re-echoed by the walls, marked his descent into the water.
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