Of what was she thinking? She must rescue herself. "Then I presume you've not been arrested?" "I have not," answered Wood firmly. He poured a pinch of tobacco into his palm and sniffed. They were now in a sort of cellar, at one end of which was a door. The latch came with a weak click. It belonged to his father, and was worn by him on the night he was murdered. Annabel is my only sister, you know, almost my only relative. At the first blow, Mrs.
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