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By and by she heard the screen door. On the envelope was written— Sydney Courtlaw, Esq. Will you please—Not now, or I must go. He knew not how to act, urged as he was in two directions. ’ To Gerald’s relief, the entrance of the butler interrupted them, relieving him of the necessity to explain himself. ” She admonished. She had thought it a mirror, because it was her. "No," answered Jack, approaching her, "though, if I had done so, he would have merited his fate. The tropical dawn is swift. Would to God I had. It was Sunday evening—a soft delicious evening, and, from the happy, cheerful look of the house, none would have dreamed of the dismal tragedy so lately acted within its walls.

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