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“I don’t know. dear. Wood was heard without, angrily demanding admittance. " "Fool!" cried Wild, taking up the body, "what are you afraid of? After all," he added, pausing, "he may be of more use to me alive than dead. Now what? There was an interest, or why ask him who they were. " "No," answered the ruffian, moodily. You say that this gentleman was with you?” “I was,” Brendon answered, “most providentially. He stalked her, he stared at her, he craved her, he sidled slinking and propitiatory and yet relentlessly toward her, until at last she awoke from the suffocating nightmare nearness of his approach, and lay awake in fear and horror listening to the unaccustomed sounds of the hotel. And, stretching out his hand, he lifted the dark object from the flood.
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