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He was six blocks away from his home, a ten story building apparently made solely of glass. A terrible spectacle was presented to the young man's gaze:—the floor deluged with blood—the mangled and lifeless body of Mrs. The pistol was lowered slightly. “That’s it,” she said. Gerald sighed. Annabel half filled her glass with wine, and taking a little folded packet from her plate, shook the contents into it. And let ush go back to our brandewyn, and hollandsche genever. ” He stood before her, his hat in his hand, his head bent, his voice lowered to a convenient pitch. He shivered and looked behind as he stepped into his hansom.
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