"By all means," returned Wood; "don't delay an instant. ‘I allow anyone in. . \" She thought of her kill. . “I wish this hadn’t turned up to-day of all days. The wastrel, the ne'er-do-well, who went mostly nobly to a fine end. ’ ‘Who’s bleeding to death?’ demanded Trodger. Its cavernous expanses equaled the upstairs of the house.
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