Contents Chapter One Chapter Two Chapter Three Chapter Four Chapter Five Chapter Six Chapter Seven Chapter Eight Chapter Nine Chapter Ten Chapter Eleven Chapter Twelve Chapter One In the quiet of an autumn afternoon, the deserted mansion slept. You’re NOT to go. ’ ‘Believe me, she wouldn’t have cared. ” Annabel looked down. ” His eyes were burning. " "I will, when I've had my revenge," muttered Jack. ” She replied. Strange gurgle-like noises emanated from the crypt. On the right, stood a bulky figure, with a broken rattle hanging out of his great-coat pocket, who held up a lantern to his battered countenance to prove to the spectators that both his orbs of vision were darkened: on the left, a meagre constable had divested himself of his shirt, to bind up with greater convenience a gaping cut in the arm. ‘I don’t want him having an apoplexy in this house. "You must not remain here," he said. \" Michelle raised her hand in a gesture of High Five. She turned towards the door, and had taken a pace towards it when it was flung open.
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