But that explains everything. Beneath the shelf, containing these books, hung the fine old ballad of 'St. Wood. " There was a pause. “Curious case—and sets one thinking. ‘You ought to be glad someone cares enough about your wretched little neck to try and save it. Let me go my own way towards them. " "Devil!" muttered Jack, again grasping his pistol. Wood fancied he recognised. They turned the last corner, and almost immediately a man who had been standing there turned and struck Ennison a violent blow on the cheek. I wrenched this off, and in an envelope addressed to me in faded ink, I found the locket and the pearls.
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