A ragged gray moustache drooped from the corners of his mouth and a ragged wisp of whisker hung from his chin. Perhaps," she added, in a whisper, as she appropriated the beforenamed article, "he has a pocket-book. But, when the sound of the carriage-wheels died away, and he felt that she was actually gone, his resolution failed him, and he rang the bell violently. "I understand," she said. “I am sorry that I have murdered you. " "How did you escape?" asked Sheppard, who, as he shook off his slumber, began to recall the events of the previous night.
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