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” She stopped. I've just left your nephew. " As he spoke, the door of the round-house was opened, and a stout man, with a lantern in his hand, presented himself at the threshold. If only there had not been this single torturing thought—a mere pin-prick, but still curiously persistent. She silently willed him to stop his pacing, to calm down. "The murder was committed after the robbery of my house by Sheppard and his accomplices. There was first the Avenue, which ran in a consciously elegant curve from the railway station into an undeveloped wilderness of agriculture, with big, yellow brick villas on either side, and then there was the pavement, the little clump of shops about the postoffice, and under the railway arch was a congestion of workmen’s dwellings. The mock astonishment of his face immediately became genuine.
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