“I killed him. Leave the room! leave the house, Sir! and enter it again at your peril. There was nothing left now of the selfassured, prosperous man of affairs. Then she called a hansom and drove home. . It was Ennison, who loomed up through the shadows. It was a perfect windless spring day, a Sunday.
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