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’ ‘How shocking,’ Gerald returned, grinning. “I have signed a statement that I shot myself; bad trade and drink, both true—both true. The steps, even the pavements, were invaded by little knots of loungers driven outside by the unusual heat of the evening, most of them in evening dress, or what passed for evening dress in Montague Street. Ever since the young police officer had arrived on her doorstep the clock had started ticking faster. Melusine cast one swift glance at it, and her eyes, flashing magnificently, came back to his face. A short flight of steps brought him to a dark passage, into which he plunged. Soot was everywhere, for the lamp would not stay trimmed in the gale. With a faint view of overtaking them the pursuer urged his steed to a quicker pace. The prison gates were besieged like the entrance of a booth at a fair; and the Condemned Hold where he was confined, and to which visitors were admitted at the moderate rate of a guinea a-head, had quite the appearance of a showroom. Not that there had ever been any hope of that. All the precious paintings and statues of the divine family were here, as was the enormous wooden crucifix set above the altar. I guess she used to pick on her for being big and fat.

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