" "Ah. Lucy entered the house by picking the back door lock with the slim jim. You cannot arrest yourself. Then he released her hand, and sat back a little, appearing to concentrate his thoughts on her face. The poor wretch, driven by desperation to the commission of a crime which her soul abhors, is no more beyond the hope of reformation than she is without the pale of mercy. Besides, she had admitted her identity. Send you the shirt. He refused. She must kill this man, or kill herself.
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