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A snarl contorted his features, and he marched up to it, laying his pistol down on the marquetry table so that his hands were free to grab the picture off the wall. The more haste, the worse speed—better the feet slip than the tongue. Selfishness. They were bathing in the stream. He drew her closer. His wife's portrait had been removed from the walls, and the place it had occupied was only to be known by the cord by which it had been suspended. . " [Illustration: Distinctive Pictures Corporation. " So saying, he advanced towards the window, threw open the sash, and called out in the voice of Thames Darrell, "Who's there?" He was answered by a shot from a pistol. ” She said.
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