CHAPTER VII. Unlocking it, he entered the chamber, which by no means belied its external appearance. It was fortunate that by this time Winifred had so far recovered, as to be able to afford her father the best and only solace that, under the circumstances, he could have received,—her personal attentions. It was she who felt guilty as he showed her their bedroom, smelling her perfume, ingesting their psychic leftovers. This he carried on by procuring witnesses to swear away the lives of those persons who had incurred his displeasure, or whom it might be necessary to remove. They then took off their boots, and crept stealthily up stairs, treading upon the point of their toes so cautiously, that not a board creaked beneath their weight. He misstated her age and address; but you can’t get home on him for a thing like that. By and by he ventured to peer into this window. "I don't know," she answered vaguely.
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