“But, dear, think! He is your father. What was he doing? What was he thinking? It was less than a day now, less than twenty hours. His face turned a dark crimson. "Slip on the handcuffs," cried the thief-taker. If it came at all, it was as fleeting as the girl's smile. "Mrs.
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