But—” The tired woman raised her eyebrows in mild protest. He used to live in a boarding-house in Russell Square. A creature of convenience, she could have cared less if her children were carried away by drunkards on the street. ” Again that curious smile which puzzled him so much parted her lips for a moment. ” “I haven’t told any one the amount,” he went on. She had never expected John capable of saying such things, of thinking such macabre ideas. The door was too strong, and too well secured, to break open,—the walls too thick: but the ceiling,—if he could reach it—there, he doubted not, he could make an outlet.
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