He righted a chair and sat in it, his face in his hands. "I am no murderer," replied Sheppard. " "A novelist?" cried Ruth, thrilling. He heard the door close; and in a little while he fell into a doze; and there came a dream filled with broken pictures, each one of which the girl dominated. “I am very glad to hear you say it,” he repeated, and refrained from further inquiry.
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