‘Parbleu, do you think he will run away? He has a bullet inside him, and it must be taken out. The oblique ruddy lighting distorted them oddly, made queer bars and patches of shadow upon their clothes. "God in Heaven!" he cried, "the floor is covered with blood. Well, if she survives the accident—as the blood, who styles himself Sir Cecil, fancies she may do—this ring will make my fortune by leading to the discovery of the chief parties concerned in this strange affair. . ‘We?’ Gerald smiled. Don’t take my word for it though.
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