“Who killed her husband?” “Go and nurse him, missus!” “Murderess!” Anna looked from left to right. The vast heap of rubbish on the floor had been so materially increased by the bricks and plaster thrown down in his attack upon the wall of the Red Room, that it was with some difficulty he could find the blanket which was almost buried beneath the pile. It was instantly burst open, when the horrible stench that issued from it convinced them that it must be a receptacle for the murdered victims of the thief-taker. " "Poor soul!—poor soul!" groaned Wood, brushing the tears from his vision. ’ ‘What, Madame Valade?’ demanded Gerald. “Serves you right if I’d cracked your skull. He closed the door. Opening the door, he found it littered with straw, on which he threw himself, and instantly fell asleep.
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