Jack Kimble stiffened, looking at his interrogator with wary anger in his face. I followed you home on the train. ‘Burned them, one by one, right before that fellow’s eyes. “Good-bye, John,” she said simply. “You must fetch a doctor,” she said. That is what I’ve had on my conscience. I do not wish to blow off a head, you understand.
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