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You think you will. If anyone noticed, he did not report the event. CHAPTER XI. She slipped down the perfunctory flight of stairs, short because of the home’s split-level style. Shotbolt, who had in some degree recovered from the effects of his previous mortification, was thrown into an ecstacy of delight, and could not sufficiently exult over the prisoner. “Thank you, Martin,” she replied graciously. “Then either this man shot himself or some one else shot him immediately before your arrival—or rather if it was not himself the person who did it was in the room, say two minutes, before you arrived. He dodged the boot this time, and smashed his left upon the Wastrel's lips, leaving them bloody pulp.
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