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No matter. Their chit-chat stopped when they reached the bench. All this muddle to placate his conscience! "Here—quick!" McClintock thrust a cigar into Spurlock's hand. ” “In his present mood,” Anna remarked, “he would follow me. “Who killed her husband?” “Go and nurse him, missus!” “Murderess!” Anna looked from left to right. ‘I thought, you see, that we might as well enter by the same way our intruder had done. He seemed to be labouring under some great excitement.
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