" "How so?" inquired Winifred. "Is it poison?" she asked. The other lay unconscious in a heap. His head was small and bullet-shaped, and he did not wear a wig, but had his sleek black hair cut off closely round his temples. “By-the-bye,” he said, presently, “your sister was married to old Ferringhall the other day, wasn’t she? I saw the notice in the papers. But the five per cent. ” He said.
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