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The lady's name's engraved inside, but so small I can scarcely read it. His conscience, however, was entirely another affair. The lips of the mask twisted upward into a smile. “She’s going to have some sort of meal with the Widgetts down the Avenue, and go up with them. . There must be ways of getting rid of him. ‘Bête,’ she flung at him. He passed, and came loitering back and stood beside her, silently looking into her face. He had finally put aside The Lilac Sunbonnet, gone into his study, lit the gas fire, and written the letter that had brought these unsatisfactory relations to a head. When in the plenitude of his power, he commenced a terrible trade, till then unknown—namely, a traffic in human blood. Sheppard, with an agonized look at Wood.
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