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‘Yes, that is reasonable. " "Accident or not," rejoined Sheppard; "you're no longer pall of mine. White’s boarding-house in Russell Square. Just as the attendants were preparing to lower the corpse into the earth, Jack fell on his knees beside the coffin, uttering the wildest exclamations of grief, reproaching himself with the murder of his mother, and invoking the vengeance of Heaven on his own head. ’ The core of hurt rose up, tearing at her insides. ’ ‘No, sister, I know that, but—’ ‘You needn’t tell me. “It is a night of endings,” she murmured to herself. The temperature soared to one hundred degrees, sickeningly hot. It was a neat, efficient-looking room, with a writing-table placed with a business-like regard to the window, and a bookcase surmounted by a pig’s skull, a dissected frog in a sealed bottle, and a pile of shiny, black-covered note-books. But after the first shock came a warm glow of relief.
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