‘Still more would I be so if he had come himself to tell me this. " "You're a noble-hearted little fellow, Thames," rejoined Wood, casting a look of pride and affection at his adopted son, whose head he gently patted; "and give promise of a glorious manhood. The key's in the lock, on the inner side. He was sipping a glass of cold gin and water, and smoking a short black pipe. Smith had never seen anything like it. Everett’s gaze dropped to the papers in his hand. A terrible spectacle was presented to the young man's gaze:—the floor deluged with blood—the mangled and lifeless body of Mrs. Wants me to look out for you a bit. Give this fellow the slip, if you can, Jack.
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