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I’d need to be out of my senses. “Why won’t you sleep in my bed tonight, Lucia, where 80 it’s warm?” He asked her one night, teasing but mournful, as she stood in her bedroom doorway in a long white gown. The idea of anything criminal never entered her thoughts. He was there concealed, waiting her return. “I shall be waiting for you there, and in the meantime, if you will help yourself—pray don’t look like that. Has he given you the tools?" "He has," replied Bess, producing the handkerchief. She was suddenly grave. The whole affair interested him deeply.
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