He did not pocket it, but sat hefting it lightly from hand to hand, watching the girl thoughtfully. It was empty. ‘Believe it or not, I do it for pleasure. ” He raised his hand, and they saw that he was holding a small revolver. None at all. If Jack Sheppard or his mother ever enter this house again, I leave it—that's all. He knocked on the doorframe.
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