Jane was a smoldering auburn-haired Irish beauty who seldom spoke to anyone. Unless he has killed someone. “What have you been doing since our last talk? Still cutting up rabbits and probing into things? I’ve often thought of that talk of ours—often. She doesn't understand; she believes he has taken a sudden dislike to her. ‘Not if I heard him aright. “Why?” He inquired. "Well, Sir?" cried the other, eagerly.
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