Peg after peg had gone down his blistered throat, but never had a smile touched his lips, never had his gaze roved inquisitively. “There,” he said, “you don’t treat me fairly, Miss Stanley. The first of these, whom he addressed as Mr. Then he looked towards his granddaughter once more, who had flounced away to the window at her greataunt’s interruption. This was the body of a man, apparently lifeless, and stretched upon a mattress, with his head bound up in a linen cloth, through which the blood had oosed. Then Anna spoke more seriously than usual.
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