"There won't be much left for you," he said. The road which wound by Westbourne Green, gave him a full view of the hill of Hampstead with its church, its crest of houses, and its villas peeping from out the trees. "Do you submit?" interrogated Wild. “Accident! She shot me,” he muttered.
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