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“I was sick of the make-believe. He met her eyes with his fiery black gaze. Nowhere could he see that reaching, menacing Hand. "Had I not been the guilty wretch I am," he cried, bursting into an agony of tears, "she would never have died thus. ” He ruminated for a minute. As we turned the corner of the street, I noticed that the electric light was burning in this room. Good-bye, for the pressent—ha! ha!" And, laughing loudly at his own facetiousness, he quitted the Lodge.
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