" "Where are the assassins?" cried Sheppard. He would have risen again, but for the significance of the action. And turning again, as if the emotions she had churned up kept her on the move, she paced back to the mantel and there stopped, staring at her own reflection in the tarnished mirror. " "Suffer me to proceed," replied the stranger. As this had been Mrs. Besides, I acted for others, and not for myself.
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