Then she fell into a fever of remorse for the habit of bad language she had acquired. "The door!—the door!—death!" he added, as he tried the handle, "it is locked—and I am unarmed. . This individual apparently met with some impediment to his further progress; for he had not proceeded many steps when he turned suddenly about, and darted up the passage in which Wood stood. By the time she was done, the bodies in the bathtub were gathering flies.
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