The costume of this personage was somewhat singular, and might have passed for a masquerading habit, had not the imperturbable gravity of his demeanour forbidden any such supposition. It is different. He had finally put aside The Lilac Sunbonnet, gone into his study, lit the gas fire, and written the letter that had brought these unsatisfactory relations to a head. We won’t drag you away until you’ve been through the place from top to bottom. Aha!" he continued, producing a short silver staff, which he carried constantly about with him, and uttering a terrible imprecation, "I see you're confounded. ‘I am not a murderer. CHAPTER XXIV. She almost laughed, but repressed her smile lest it seem cruel.
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