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CHAPTER XVContinued.
Copyright, igoo. by A. N. Ktllogg Newspaper Company
"I "want to go to the city," she was
eaying. "I shall walk down and
catch The trolley car for the station
If my husband asks for me say I shall
not be home for luncheon."
Desperately concerned, Majf God
dard began to walk back and forth
across the room. A moment later,
ai^uoo m^ J.WUX. xi utuiudiu irei, uuy wuu uau spoKen. io can
hearing steps in the hall, he went^io miss it it's as high as you can go."'
a window and looked out towards the
road. He saw Blanche descend the
steps, cloaked and gloved for her mys
terious journey. He waited till she
had turned the corner below the
gates and then went out of the house
and followed her, taking care to keep
cut of her view He saw her get on
the trolley car, and seeing that he
had ample time to catch the train he
waited for the next car and board
ed it.
When he reacted the -station the
train was almost due. He saw noth
ing of Blanche and supposed she was
in the ladies' waiting-room. He went
into the men's waiting-room, and
when the train came he stood "at a
window and watched her pass out and
get into one of the coaches. Watch
ing his opportunity he glided through
the crowd of bystanders and took a
seat in the smoking-car in the front
part of the train.
He had half an hour to reflect over
Blanche's unusual conduct, but he was
no nearer to understanding it when his
train arrived at the New York station
than when he had left Lyndhurst.
From a good position, hidden by a
truck loaded with luggage, he saw
Blanche alight from the train and sig
nal to a hansom. Then, while her back
was turned towards him, he called an
other, and after he had taken his seat
he pointed to Blanche's hansom which
was turning into the street.
"I want to keep that lady in sight,"
he told the cabman "do you under
"Perfectly, sir," with a broad, pleased
grin. "Detective, sir?"
"No do as I tell jou,"
"All right, sir pardon, sir."
The two cabs preserved a mean dis
tance of half a block between each
other It was a cloudy day, as warm
as spring The a-sphalt pavements
were wet and slick and the horses
often slipped to the ground. Blanche's
hansom turned into Fourth avenue
and headed down town. Below Coop
er Union it ran into the Bovvery. And
along this thoroughfare, with the
double tracks of the elevated railway
overhead, the two vehicles forged
ahead as rapidly as the perpetual
stream of cars, wagons and cabs
would permit They passed the City
Hall park and then ran ,nto Beekman
street Goddard saw Blanche's cab
man scanning the doors in search of
a number, and knew she was near her
The major lapped on the top of the
cab, and the driver looked in at him
through the hole in the roof
"Well, sir?" he said.
"If the lady should get out keep
your eje on the house and put me
down near there," ordered the major.
"Right jou are, sir."
In the most disreputable part of
the lower end of Beekman street the
foremost hansom came to a halt be
fore a red brick five-story building,
the major saw the face of his ward
for a single moment as she stood on
the ground and held up her fare to
the cabman, his own driver having
reined in behind a wagon loaded with
bales of haj'
Goddard felt like a spy, but he told
himself he bad the right to follow her,
fearing that she was being led into
"I shall get down here," he said, hur
riedly, when Blanche had gone into
the house. The cabman took his
double fee reluctantly.
"Had I better wait about here, sir?"
he asked, evidently tne prey of curi
"No, I shall not need you," and the
major was off. When he reached the
building Blanche had entered he saw
nothing of her. The entrance was
very unclean. A barrel of rags stood
at the foot of the stairway and three
tattered boys were tossing pennies in
the doorway.
"A lady came in here just now," he
said a the first smutty visage that
turned- towards lrim..,
"Went 'Upsltairsi" said the owner of
the face.
"Do you know which floor?" asked
The boy did not, and shook his head.
"She asked for the Simpsons'," said
another urchin. "They are top floor
"Who are the Simpsons?" asked the
"I donjt know, sir," said the first
boy who had spoken
It then occurred to Goddard that he
was unarmed, and as he did not doubt
that Blanche had been beguiled jnto
some sort of trap he felt his inability
to defend her in an emergency, and
yet he almost ran up the five flights
of narrow, unswept stairs. Reaching
the top, and seeing a door at the side
of which ^tood a bedstead which had
been taken apart and a mattress and
ragged bed coverings, he bent his ear
to listen. For a moment he heard
nothing, and then suddenly from the
room came the sound of weeping and
the wailing of a woman's voice. This
startled him, and he tried the door
latch. It turned Ine door opened
into a cheerless room. Around the
walls sat a dozen old men and women
as still and silent as Quakers' at a
meeting. A door in this room opened
into another chamber, and there he
saw a throng of women and children,
and thence issued the sounds of sobs
and cries of grief. Bewildered, he
went to the door and looked for
Blanche. His eyes fell on the corpse
of a woman covered to her wrinkled
face with a white sheet. Looking over
the heads of this group Goddard saw
Blanche seated on a low couch be
tween two sobbing young girls. She
had an arm round the waist of each,
and the major heard her trembling
voice try to speak words oi consola
"Oh, Mrs. Goddard," the elder girl
said, "I cannot bear itI simply can
not give her up. She was all we had
13o much was Blanche concerned in
the duty before her that she did not
iook up. A light broke upon the
major, but he did not have the pres
ence of mind to retreat unnoticed, as
he might easily have done. His relief
at finding his fears ungrounded was
so great that he felt weak all over.
Suddenly the younger of the two girls
with Blanche looked up. She pointed
at him, and touched her sister across
Blanches lap.
"It must be the new-doctor," she
Blanche stared at him in bewilder
ment for an instant. A slight flush
mantled her brow.
"No, it is my husband," she said
"excuse me a moment."
he came to him at once.
"Why did you come?" she asked, a
look of embarrassment on her face..
"II am so surprised. I really do not
understand how"
He drew her to the side of the room
away from several persons who were
listening curiously.
"I have no excuse for spying on
you," he said, lamely "none, except
that I was afraid you were in danger,
and I came toto protect you,"
"I don't understand," she said. "I
really do not."
For a moment he was reduced to
"Pardon my foolishness, dear do
pardon me!"
"Oh, don't think I am finding fault,"
she said, quickly. "I am^glad you are
here now, but"
"J. may as well tell you that I have
enemies, darling little girl, enemies
who would entrap youtake your life,
anything to take revenge on me
When first I saw that letter I did not
like its appearance, and when you
would not tell me about it my fears
got the best of me.
"It was from Mary, therethe old
er of the two girls," replied Blanche
"I knew her and her mother when"
Blanche flushed a little"when I used
to visit this quarter when I was in
school. Ever since then she and I have
been friend's, and I have tried to help"
her family. They are so poor. I
ought to have told you that I was en
gaged in this sort of work, at least
after we, were.married but, knowing
that your other wife was opposed to
such things, I thought you might
think I was parading my deeds, so I
could not tell you about it."
"Oh, darling, you are an angel, and
o~, Zr.~ A. A confession made
I am not worthy to touc,h the hem of
Trrm*. O.O^,^+T r* i
your garments! God have mercy on
meyou don't really know the man
you have married If you did you
would turn from me as you would
from a leper."
.Her face shrank sensitively before
the force of his strong sentences.
"You are the noblest, most abused
man in the world, and i love you too
dearly to believe anything against
On the five o'clock train, 1 think.
Good-by, till then."
That afternoon while making some
purchases in one of the big shops on
Sixth avenue~ Blanche -"jnet,,-Lottie'
"Oh,, you dear-thing!' cried the lat
ter, giving Blanche a little impulsive
hug, "I am so glad to see you, but I
haven't a-moment to spare. Papa is in
the carriage at the aoor, and is as
crusty and impatient as a bear You
have 'been saying nice things about
"I always do that, dear, answered
"You have been talking to Mr. TaL
ley about me he has told me of a
number of nice things that only jou
could have said."
"Have you seen him lately?" Blanche
"Have I seen him? Well, I like
that!" cried Miss Dean, with, a pretty
affectation of resentment.
"He has been to see you,* Lottie?"
"Twicethree times in one week,"
announced Miss Dean. "Oh, he is so
good and charming,"
"Ah, I begin to see," answered
Blanche. "He is a good man, Lottie.
My guardianI mean my husband
trusts him implicitly. He and a num
ber of other business men are about
to start a bank and they are going
to ask Mr. Talley to be cashier."
"Oh, I am so glad," cried Miss Dean,
excitedly. "I introduced him to papa
the other night. I was awiully afraid
papa would not wa nt him to continue
his visits, but he seemed to like him
very much. Blanche, I shan't forget
that I met him at your housethat is
"Don't say 'if when it is already
three times a week," broke Blanche,
with a laugh, and the two girls
Major Goddard's most intimate
friend in New York was Father Sur
tees, a priest, who lived in a comfort
able home in Madison avenue. God
dard liked him for his liberal views on
all religious subjects, and for his ex
emplary life. They had been chums
at Harvard, belonged to the same regi
ment, in which Father Surtees was
chaplain, and'frequently met in their
club. They had made a tour of Eu
rope together, ad slept in the same
bed in short, were ideal friends.
The afternoon following the inci
dent recorded in the foregoing chap
ter Goddard went to visit, this priest.
The afternoon was as cloudy as the
preceding ^ay'had been7~and Father
Surtees' study was lighted by a green
shaded tamp on hiB big writing table,
which was strewn with manuscripts
and notes for a book he was writing.
"I hope I am not interrupting," said
the major, as he was shown in.
"You can't interrupt me, old man,"
said Father Surtees, emphasizing the
first word oi his greeting as he warm
ly pressed Goddard's hand. "I am al
ways ready and waiting for you. But
as the major sat down before the
glowing grate fire and his features
stood out in relief in theSight of the
lamp"you really do not look well,
old man."
Goddard smiled and motioned to a
chair. His smile was a very artificial
affair, his gesture mechanical
"Sit down,12-he
you," she exclaimed, with startled ten- f^f? f
derness. "But you4d
better leave me
now. I am perfectly safe. I have
been here often before, know al
most every family in the building. I
shall 'be very busy all day. This death
is awfully hard on these poor'girls.
You and I, who have so much to be
thankful for, ought not to stand talk
ing of imaginary troubles in the pres
ence of such reality as this,"
said, "before I lose
my courage."
Father Surtees complied, wonder
"You have been a profound mystery
to me for the last month, Rowland.
Would you believe I was joking if I
were to tell you I have lost sleep wor
rying over you lately? When I close
my eyes at night I often see your face
and its awful gloom and mystery
drives my rest away. I am glad you
came I was going to look you up if
you hadn't."
"Do you remember how 1 laughed
once," said the major, "at the idea
some fellow at the club advanced that
there could'really be such a thing as
an unpardonable sin?"
"I think I agreed with you," said
the priest, stroking his round, beard
less face, while his gray eyes gleamed
in the light of the fire
The major drew a deep breath It
was like the sigh of a dying man
"Would you mind lowering that
lamp?" he said.
"Certainly not." And uather Sur
tees leaned back in his rocking chair
and turned down the light
"I like it this way mysell," he said
"One can think better in a subdued
light like this from the grate
"lam not a member of your church,"
began Goddard "but if I- were to
make a special request yould you al
low me to make a confession to you.
to unburden a conscience that is tot
tering on the verge of spiritual de
"You know Ijihould listen to any
thing you said, dear friend, as I would
to the trbuble of a brother."
Goddard drew himself up in his
"I am hungering for something
else," said he "I have heard that a
due. formy
*When shall yr com."homtr ~*&^ty?^&^^^&
asked. Jt -r-^-^ ^T^orj^'but to know thiat J^^ave con-
rules of. your church reall does
I help men maddened by th conset- quence ofof their crimes.e I wan
that aidwhatever it is. I want it if
you can by any hook or crook get it
for me."
"If you have dpne wrong, God will
pardon it," answered the priest, bend
ing forward and sympathetically look
ingg into the 4&ce of
hisJ visitor^.
l Iu ?T 3
law of the universe. You can get it.
You have it now, for I see that you
have already repented as deeply as
man can."
Goddard laughed harshly. 5"V
"Wait until 1 tell you my story," he
"I am ready to hear it."
"I dislike to^begin it, because^. I
know that you will never look at me
"Then I met the other," said God
"Ah, yes, you met the other!" The
eyes of the priest were fixed on tie
rug at his feet. And as the major
began the second part of his" recital,
and plunged into the details of
Jeanne's plot, Father Surtees' face
seemed to turn to bronze in the fitful
gleams of the burning coals. He sat
listening with clenched hands, h|s fine
features almost awry from the mental
strain upon him.
^'Merciful God!" he exclaimed.
"I knew you would be quite unpre
pared for my disclosure." said God
dard "You see, even jour church
can't undertake to palliate such stu
pendous offenses against human law
and order
"And jou say jou now love
Blanche?" said the priest.
"As I never dreamt I could love
it has been a revelation of all the
forces of tenderness which lay dor
mant in me There is but one solu
tion I can make of it, and that is that
God has visited this lo\e upon me as
the only adequate punishment for my
crime I tell you there is a hell,
am in it I had rather undergo the
phj sical pangs of an eternity in burn
ing flames than to bear this a month
Father Surtees clasped his quivering
hands between his knees.
"God have mercy on you," he said.
"Poor, poor Blanche! 1 have never
seen a creature nearer to God, my
For about" five minutes nothing
more was said. Then "Goddard broke
the stillness
"I have thought of suicide," he said.
"That could not possibly help you
or her," declare^ the priest.
"I am withheld even from that cow
ardly act because the shock would kill
her. Don't you see how I am buffeted
about by the consequences of my
"I see I see. And for the same rea
son you cannot tell her that she is not
your wife."
"No, that would kill her. Dr. Flem
ing said she would not be able-to bear
the slightest shock or excitement."
"When did you see him?"
"I have not seen him since he exam*
ined Blanche."
"How did you find out that Blanche
has thisthis terrible disease?"
"I have just told you that Jeanne
told me that Dr. Fleming -had con
fided it to her. Jie enjoined it on her
to keep it even from me, and by all
means from Blanche."
"Ah!" Father Surtees' brows were
knitted together. As he uttered that
exclamation he rose and began to
walk back and forth across the room.
Suddenly he turned and stood over
"Do you think she could have in
duced you to take a hand in this' plot
if you had believed Blanche to be per
fectly sound, physically?"
"Certainly not it is because she ha9
such a short life, and"
Father Surtees laid his hand" on the
major's shoulder.
"Then," he said, "your wife must
have known that it would require
most extraordinary pressure to induce
you to enter into her scheme, and
and has it never occurred to jou that
her story may be a deliberate lie out
of whole cloth?"
The major could hardly formulate
an answer His eyes were wide open,
and his face was like a death mask
"Blanche," he began, presently, "is
taking Dr. Fleming's medicines I'
have seen that
"Medicines," said the priest, "are
often given for slight ailments. That
fact ought not to substantiate the
statement of your wifethat fiend in
carnateespecially when it looks as
if she could have gained her purpose
by misleading ou
Maj. Goddard groaned. As he bowed
there beneath the earnest look of his
friend he seemed a wreck of past man
"What can I do? Is there any
"There is but one thing right, now,"
answered Father Surtees. "You
ought to go at once to see this Dr.
Fleming. I see by the papers that he
arrivecf yesterday, and is at the Sher
man house."
There was a startled stare in the
eyes of the major as he rose.
"Come with me," he said, huskily
"come with me."
"I should like to I am very impa
tient, Rowland, to know the truth on
that point. Much depends on it very
In a moment the priest had put on
his overcoat and hat, and the -two men
were walking down the avenue to
wards the hotel just mentioned
"I shall wait down ^ere for you,'*
said the priest, when they had entered
the office of the hotel and been toTd
that Dr. Fleming was_ln:_Goddard
sent up his card, "and in a few mo
ments he received permission to go
Aiu Maj. Goddard!" cried Dr. Flem~
]ng, a tall, heavy-set, full-bearded
man, as he came to meet his visitor,
"J was half expecting to meet you*
fided my agony "to some one will heln ^s* JT ~L J.
a little."" "in neip wifg. to-day, but this is an unexpected
a little
"Nothing you h'ave done could make
me feel differently towards you, my
old friend, so go ahead I feej that
God will Uet me help jou. I think I
have helped" every soul that has ever
confessed to me."
Then in a low, uneven voice Goddard
told the story of his first love for his
ward, his intention of making her his
wife. __
"Ah, I remember that well!" put in
Father Surtees "I- remember when
you first came to me in your bojish
enthusiasm and told me about her.
Then you remember, when you intro
duced me to her, how her rare beauty,
her wonderful personality swept me
off my-feet in admiration. Why, old
man, I felt like shouting for joy when
you told me she was to be your wife." riaee
surprise. I hope she is not indisposed.
"I think she is no worse.' said the
major helple^slyy-as, he drew off his
gloves. "In fact, she did not know I
Was coming."
"But jou are" not going to fancy
yourself 1, Maj. Goadard," said the
phjsician, lightly "Y011 are nervous
that'b all 1 detected that fact when
I T:ook jour hand but otherwise you
are as sound as a block of une steel
"It is about Blanche, who is now
mj wife,thatknew, I called," said major
I presumetheh
sa i a
tat my
first "w ife"
Dr Fleming saw that Goddard was
unable to finish his remark
"And I was awfullj shocked to hear
of the accident, I assure jou" and I
was'glad to of jour recent mar
ward was one of my
most interesting patients. You will
pardon an old man like me, who is old
enough to be her father, when I take
the liberty of saying she is one of the
finest characters I ever met You
know it is almost an instinct with my
profession to be able to read human
nature well Maj. Goodard, you are to
be envied
"I am sorrj," said the major, "that
you did not speak to me of her physi
cal condition when she began to take
your treatment but, of course, you
knew best as to the advisability of
taking me into j'our confidence I
may as well teli jou Lhat Mrsr God
dard, just before sailing for England,
confided .to me what you had told her
about Blanche's conwuon."
Dr Fleming raised his bushy, iron
gray eyebrows inquiringly then he
"I was really somehow under the
impression that you were present,
major, when I talked to the ladies at
your house I am reallj- curious to see
your ward again. I'll venture she
weighs ten pounds more than she did,
and has a complexion that couldn't be
bought by all the wealth of the
"Do you mean that there is realty
really hope for her?" gasped the ma
"Hope for her? Why, what do jou
"My first wife told me you said
Blanche had an absolutely incurable
disease of the heart, and'"
"God forbid. Whj, there never was
a thfng the matt er with her, except
she had some secret grief, or trouble
You must pardon me if I was obliged
to suspect the cause of it, aided as I
was by a little gossip I had heard.
This kept her out of spirits naturallj',
and she needed a change of scene, but
I could not persuade her to leave
Lyndhurst. The medicines I gave her
were only tonics You have given her
all the medicine she needed, Maj J3od
dard It seems to me that there was
some suggestion that your first wife
was notnot exactly sound, mentallyf
when she left you Is this true?"
"Yes," answered the major, slowlv
"Well, surely you ought not to have
let any absurd fancy of hers make an
impression on ou
Goddard rose to his feet He looked
like a man completelj dazed.
"I have believed her life in danger
ever since," he managed to say.
"Well, jou certainly have nothing to
fear on that score," said Dr Fleming,
as he followed his guest to the door
"It was not because I wished to see
her professionally that I informed her
of my return to New York, but be
cause she reminded me of the only child
I ever hadwhich I lost five years
There was no ceremony in Goddard's
leavetaking He left the physician
6taring at him in wonder as he headed
for the stairs leading down into the
Father Surtees emerge^ from a
throng of men near the newspaper
racks and came forward in the glare
of electric lights.
"Well?" he inquired, eagerly.
"You were right,*' said Goddard,
'"Thank God!" ejaculated the priest,
fervently, and they made their way
to the street. They walkeu half a
block in absolute silence. Goddard's
face was full of thoughts too vague
for utterance.
"There is but one course before you
now," counseled Father Surtees, as
they paused on an isolated street cor
ner and faced each other
"And that is"
"To make a clean breast of it all to
"If she were djing it might not be
Goddard, "but" tears
of agony rushed to Jiis eyes "but to
know that she will live on to loathe
ine as she would a noisome reptile
which had for a moment coiled itself
around iier unsuspecting heart. Oh,
God! advise me to kill myself!"
"You never were a coward, Row
land And Father, Surtees laid his
hand on Goddard's arm with a tender
"Thank you^said the major
do it,"
tench. It is the consequence of your 1 against me," said the intruder, "bnt
fault -take it 0)1 you like a man. Go I hope you won't judge me too harsh-
to.her. Tell her the whole truth." i ty- I am a sort o*detective
&-^* A
He was turning awayj^when the ]fi!
priest caught his arm again,
"You say the other is here in New
T. "I think so,"^was the answer.
"I know you well enough now," said
the priest, reflectively, well enough
to feel sure ou could never tall in her
power again."
"If I meet her nothingno power in
Heaven nor beneathcould prevent
killing her."
"Nothing but Blanche," said the
pries "She would prefer to have as
at once."
"Ot course". Goddard staggered
away. A cab was passing, and he
hailed it. The cabman smiled know
ingly on the priest as he helped his
friend to get in. He thought he was
taking up a drunken swell. The
priest gave the directions in a cold
tone of reproofr and, pressing God
dard's hand, he turned away.
'Oh, God, don't desert the poor, poor
fellow," he said, with ..lis ejres
Blanche uttered a scream of fright
and shrank back.
"For God's sake, don't! I am not a
thief, miss exclaimed the man, ris
ing head and shoulders above the
screen, the key falling from his
Blanche paused The thought that
she was alone with him in the great
house showed her the futility OJ. flight,
but it was the earnestness of his dec
laration of innocence which detained
her. Besides, now that she had the
man fully in view, there was some
thing in the regretful expression of
his rather sad face which inspired con
fidence. He was well dressed, his hair
and short, beard were white as snow,
though Jris face did not bear testi
mony to more than 50 years of age.
"II" began Blanche, buifshe was
unable to steady her voice.
publicity as possible. -No re-
straint must be part of your burden.
The wo"man must live."
"To assassinate Blanche? cried the
major "No!"
_"She will never do it when she
knows that jou and Blanche are
parted Of course, Blancne will want
to go awaj
to a star which, pale as a white dia
mond, gleamed above the yellow glare
of MadisOn square.
That afternoon Blanche, who re
mained at home, had encountered an
experience more thrilling than any
thing which had ever befallen her.
She had tried, after the major had
left for the city, to pass the time away
with various amusements. She had
poured out her complete happiness to
the sympathetic pages of her diary
she had, when that joy had spent it
self, gone to the piano and plaj-ed her
guardian's favorite airs sung his fa
vorite songs, imagining him in his
smoking jacket and slippers in his usu
aj seat on the great leathern lounge.
Then a small cloud rose between her
and the sun of her present happiness
It was the memory that such a short
time had elapsed since another had
occupied her place, and that thought
had frequently beset her of late, but
seldom with such persistency as now.
She tried to fight against its influence,
to tear herself from its grasp, but in
vain. One of the most tantalizing of
these thoughts was that Jeanne God
dard's room still remained just as the
absent woman had left it, just as
Blanche vividly remembered it on the
night preceding Mrs. Goddard's _de-
parture. Its door had not been opened
since its occupant had left. Blanche
supposed it was locked, as she had
once, in passing, seen the kej- to the
door hanging on a nail outside.
"Perhaps," thought our poor her
oine, "if I could put down mj' objec
tions to seeing the room again, and go
there, I might not think of it so fre
quently and I really must be more
generous But" Blanche shud
dered as her thoughts ran on un
checked, "I cannot bear to think that
she once had all his love. Shewhen
God had made us for each other!"
She would not have been the woman
she was if these recollections had not
stung her proud nature to the quick.
"I certainly have a goou opportunity
now," she thought, remembering that
both the maids had asked for a leave
of absence that afternoon, and
through the window she could see
James leaning over the wall at the
foot of the lawn engaged in deep con
versation with an acquaintance. So
the outcome of her mental arguments
for and against this step was that she
bravely ascended the stairs, went
along the fern-decorated corridor to
the door of the room which had haunt
ed her so much of late* her sur
prise she missed the key from the nail
where it usually hung. Then she no
ticed it in the lock, and that the door
was slightly ajar. Thinking this was
perhaps due to the negligence of the
servants, the young wife entered and
stood in the center of the rooma tar
get for sharp memories which were
shooting into her heart from several
objects in the boudoirJeanne's couch
and chair, the divan where she had
once seen her husband with his arm
around his wife Blanche's face was
set with keenest suffering as she
turned her back on the canopiecT bed
with its lace coverings, rich tapestries
and down-filled pillows. She was
wondering if, after all, the visit was
going to be productive of good when
she heard a slight rapping noise about
Mrs Goddard's escritoire, which was1
hidden from her view a tall screen
of painted silk in a frame of mahog
any Blanche advanced and looked
over it. To her horror she saw a man
trying to fit a key into the lock of the
desk. Happening to glance upward
at that instant his startled ej'es met
"I know appearances are dead
in ferreting out a case'touchin^me
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