She infused menace into her voice. Above the work-table was a drop-light—kerosene. The entire family massacred. “I suppose, Vee, you don’t see much of those Widgetts now?” “I go in and talk to Constance sometimes. She had looked forward to an explanation. And yet, dang it! I've seen 'em just as innocent looking that were prime vipers.
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