Old farmhouses loomed as they whizzed by, left behind in the gray like mourners. CHAPTER X. "I have killed her," exclaimed Jack, dropping the bar,—"by your advice, Thames. ” He said to her with as much casualness as he could muster. Ann Veronica, after a last survey of the dinner appointments, followed him, rustling, came to his side by the high brass fender, and touched two or three ornaments on the mantel above the cheerful fireplace.
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