“Vee!” said Miss Stanley, “you hear what your father says!” Miss Stanley struggled with emotion. " He then hurried Darrell down another short flight of steps, and entered a small chamber at the back of the house. This employment seemed to afford him the highest satisfaction; for a diabolical grin—it cannot be called a smile—played upon his face all the time he was engaged in it. He stood on the top step for a moment, lost in deep thought. Think! You could not have done it.
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