" "You believe—you know it," replied Jonathan, fixing one of his sternest and most searching glances upon him. ’ ‘Now why didn’t I make that connection?’ Gerald asked of the air in a tone of regret. " "There's some one in the garden at this moment," cried Jack; "I saw a face at the window. She would take the items with her; bury the items and her bloodstained clothes in one of the many sinkholes in the huge landfill/garbage dump on the south side of town. ‘That’s what started the fracas,’ Gerald admitted ruefully, nursing his injured hand as he recalled it. A door in this house opened upon the yard. Ennison paused by the little gate.
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