Making her couch upon a heap of hay, she sank at once into a deep and refreshing slumber. I found him lying like this, the bleeding partly stopped by this scarf, else he had been dead by now. “But—your people!” she gasped. “I never saw Courtlaw with her—never heard her speak of him. A skeleton was propped against the mantelpiece.
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