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Unwillingly he drew a little nearer, and became one of the group of loiterers about the entrance. I even offered him back the half interest he had sold to me. Notwithstanding her emaciation, her features still retained something of a pleasing expression, and might have been termed beautiful, had it not been for that repulsive freshness of lip denoting the habitual dram-drinker; a freshness in her case rendered the more shocking from the almost livid hue of the rest of her complexion. “There was a man called Montague Hill,” she said hoarsely, “but he is dead. Rumors had it he had been a looker in his youth, all long hair and chiseled muscles, but those days were long gone. There was only one idea in his head now—to batter and bruise and crush this weakling, then cast him at the feet of his love-lorn wife. But what the deuce! He was human; he was a machine only when on the hunt. “How’d you know it was me?” He looked conspiratorially into the room for hidden informants. Plainly. ” She gestured to an abandoned farmhouse down a long stretch of icy dirt road.
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