What little happiness I had I was forced to steal. " "How did you escape?" asked Sheppard, who, as he shook off his slumber, began to recall the events of the previous night. Paris looms behind—a tragedy of strange recollections—here she emerges Phœnix-like, subtly developed, a flawless woman, beautiful, self-reliant, witty, a woman with the strange gift of making all others beside her seem plain or vulgar. "The murder was committed after the robbery of my house by Sheppard and his accomplices. " "Not at fisticuffs, perhaps," interrupted Jack, fiercely; "but I've my knife. " "Alas!" cried Mrs.
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