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He has three days to live. " "Blueskin's only chance would be to carry his threat into effect," pursued the woollen-draper. The walls rocked, the footrail of the bed wavered, and the girl's head had the nebulosity of a composite photograph. He dragged it out, and perceiving, in spite of the decayed frame, that it was the body of Sir Rowland Trenchard, commanded his attendants to convey it up stairs—an order which was promptly obeyed. Still, his conscience was partly satisfied.
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