From other obscure hints dropped by the speakers, Mrs. Manning’s handwriting had an air of being clear without being easily legible; it was large and rather roundish, with a lack of definition about the letters and a disposition to treat the large ones as liberal-minded people nowadays treat opinions, as all amounting to the same thing really—a yearssmoothed boyish rather than an adult hand. He further gave the name and address of the firm from whom he purchased the revolver and cartridges, a member of which firm has since corroborated his statement. ‘Might have forgiven him,’ he muttered under his breath, ‘if he hadn’t taken the babe. “The young lady, I presume, told you that her name was Anna,” he remarked. I am not come here to play the part of your father-confessor. She had killed him. " "Halloo, Nab!" vociferated Quilt.
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