" A detective. A thousand dollars is a lot of money for an author to earn. “I am glad,” she told herself, “I came. "Are you a poltroon, after all?" "That's it! I ought to have died that night!" "Or is there a taint of insanity in your family history? Alone and practically penniless like yourself! You weren't even stirred by gratitude. One or two landladies refused her with an air of conscious virtue that she found hard to explain. " Animated by this trifling success, he proceeded with fresh ardour, and the rapidity of his progress was proclaimed by the heap of bricks, stones, and mortar which before long covered the floor. In the beginning was afraid; but after the first several cases, I had only pity.
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