Lucy stared at the girl for a long ten seconds, and then looked away. "I haven't offended you?"—not contritely but curiously. The noose was at its throat when I called for help. If he laid his own suspicions boldly before the girl, and in the end the boy came clean, he would always be haunted by the witless cruelty of the act. I’d rather starve!” For a moment the conversation hung upon that declaration. They heard his footsteps descending the stone staircase, growing fainter and fainter. . And then there came for both of them at least a temporary awakening. "Quilt Arnold called this morning to say so. “There is some mystery about you both,” he exclaimed, with sudden earnestness. ‘Comment? You have then met this Suzanne?’ The woman turned a deep red. Montressor’s guests were. His brain reeled. “We’ll go to a place where we can have a private room,” he said. "I believe he is conscious," she answered.
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