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The atmosphere was 46 strained and deathly quiet at the dining room table. “I cut off his right hand pinky with his own rusty bolt cutter. It was not a hard face, but it was resolute. Sheppard, in a voice of agony. I went to her rooms to-night. What is it that you wish from me? You would like to arrest me for spying? Very well, arrest me. ‘And this is not all,’ went on the lady, evidently determined to disclose all her wrongs.
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