He jumped out of his own side once again and ran around the car to open hers in another theatrical display of chivalry. "Had I not been the guilty wretch I am," he cried, bursting into an agony of tears, "she would never have died thus. I have never told you so, or Sydney, but I can sing—rather well. She read for half an hour, then closed the book because Spurlock appeared to have fallen asleep. Between the Jew and the attendant came Jack Sheppard; while a crowd of servants, attracted by the news, that the investigation of a robbery was going forward, lingered at the doorway in hopes of catching something of the proceedings. “This life is killing me! Oh, it is dull, dull, dull!” Suddenly an idea seemed to strike her.
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