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“I’ll run, too,” she volunteered. "Mr. She would write to Gerald. “Oh, much better. She placed the freezer back on top of Ray Plote's old hiding place, now his permanent resting place. ‘You don’t believe her?’ ‘My dear Major Alderley, I do not know her,’ Mrs Sindlesham pointed out. I could not dream of loving you. He could have easily forced it, but preferred a more expeditious mode of reaching the roof which suggested itself to him. ” “If you can tear yourself away from this delightful place in five minutes,” she answered, “I think I can get rid of the others. 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. If Gerald knew, what should stop Gosse from finding out? Perhaps he was even now at the lawyer. Sheppard, as a storm of furious voices resounded from below, and torches were seen mounting the stairs; "they are coming!—they are coming!—fly!—to the roof! to the roof.
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