Lucy clutched the pencil in defeat. “Please forgive me—for one moment,” she sobbed. Don’t you think? Tum, tay, tum, tay. You’re NOT to go. As the secret door opened, the sounds within the house came at once to her ears: the tramping of feet above, and the hoarse voices echoing through the mansion. “I shot him. Perhaps that sealed letter was a form of confession, and thus relieved him on that score. He’s been near it once or twice already.
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