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There was—a service. Sheppard," said Thames. Drummond, who had been about to speak, refrained. They took her fingerprints sitting at the gray metal desk of Officer Nolte, the virile young buck who had brought her in. Wood," observed Jackson, in a slightly-sarcastic tone. That's the only fault I know of. "Look quick, d—n you, or we shall never master him!" "Murder!" shrieked Mrs. "Hands off!" she exclaimed, "or you'll repent it. Before he could recover from the stunning effects of the blow, Wood possessed himself of the child: and, untying the noose which had been slipped round its throat, had the satisfaction of hearing it cry lustily. By and by—as the paroxysm subsided and he became motionless—she stole back to the bungalow to wait. I’m not Gerald, remember.
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