“MY DEAR MISS PELLISSIER,— “To-morrow the six months will be up. " He then hurried Darrell down another short flight of steps, and entered a small chamber at the back of the house. Her lips were apart, but no breath seemed to issue from them; and, but for a slight—very slight palpitation of the bosom, the vital principle might be supposed to be extinct. The only mercy you can show me is to kill me. Hartford had a very respectable sound. But the recollection of the warm pliant body in his arms …! "I am a thief!" he whispered.
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