Kneebone took his leave. Now, Sir. “I know nothing about your wife. ” John gestured. "Not in the least," returned Kneebone, slyly, "not in the least. You’re a little late, you must remember, and we are punctual people here. A tall elegantly dressed woman, followed by a maid, came down the broad staircase. Love stories!… A sob rushed into her throat, and to smother it she buried her face in a pillow. She hid behind a mirage of piety, just as I do. She started at the falling of a leaf, at the lumbering of a cow through the hedge. Anna, quitting her chair, dropped on her knees by her sister’s side and took her hand. So appalling was the sight, that even the murderers—familiar as they were with scenes of slaughter,—looked aghast at it.
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