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Knives were worse, especially when you were stabbed back and left traces of your own blood at the crime scene. Perhaps the boys had already faced off and he had missed it, he thought sourly. Stanley took the letter and stood with it in his hand thoughtfully for a time. Her eyes seemed to be looking backwards. "Oh God! she is dying," exclaimed Jack in a voice suffocated by emotion. The day before this examination was appointed to take place—the third of the prisoner's detention—an old man, respectably dressed, requested permission to see him.
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