” “Not now. "Ah!" she screamed, seeing the uplifted weapon in Sheppard's hand, "don't hurt Thames—don't, dear Jack! If you want to kill somebody, kill me, not him. Blotted out—Love! With infinite care, through nearly a thousand pages, her father had obliterated the word Love. ” He said, uncrossing his arms. Winifred Wood was now in her twentieth year. "Where can I hide myself?" he added, glancing round the room in search of a closet. But they will also find you. You are too credulous. " She opened the book which she had brought to the table. CHAPTER VIII.
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