“It is just six o’clock now. Upstairs, in the little dressing-room, the panel was opened by means of tugging a small candlesconce in the wall. Mr. He dropped the key on the counterpane. To be sure," he added, lowering his tone, "they wos little 'uns, and one on 'em was smothered—ough! ough!—how this cough chokes me!" Sheppard, meanwhile, whose hands were at liberty, managed to possess himself, unperceived, of the spike of a halbert, which was lying, apart from the pole, upon a bench near him. Cautiously stepping outside, he looked up towards the terrace.
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