” She raked into the fire with the poker. Fritz flailed against his mother wildly, crying generous tears. Take, if you please, your own pistol. I want to be myself. "I've counted ten coffins so far. ’ ‘I beg your pardon?’ said Miss Froxfield frostily. While he was thus occupied, Thames, prompted by an unaccountable feeling of curiosity, took up the penknife which the other had just used, and examined the haft.
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