She was trembling a little. "No, I won't hear you, murderer," rejoined Wood. “You’re getting too old to put things off, John. “You’d have to think how to get in between his bones. Paintings sold off the walls. “But you must forgive me, John. ’ He regarded her thoughtfully. For a while they stood there, silent, motionless, staring at the doorway where still a few strings of the bamboo curtain swayed and twisted, agitated by the Wastrel's passage. “Yes, I know. ’ ‘You would speak of the house?’ ‘Many’s the time little Miss Mary would say her papa meant for her to have it, she having no brothers and sisters at all—when we played together I mean, she and me and Joan Pottiswick. He then barred and double-locked the door, took out the key, (a precautionary measure which, with a grim smile, he said he never omitted,) thrust it into his vest, and motioning the couple to follow him, led the way to the inner room.
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