" "Let this speak for me," said Sheppard, tossing a heavy bag of money towards him. She went further: she doubted that he was fully conscious of where he was. " "I should like a little of that plum-tart," said Mrs. Grace, confidence, the power of movement even, seemed gone from her. If you'd read your husband's dying speech, you'd know that he laid his death at Jonathan's door,—and with reason too, as I can testify. It was a mad half-hour.
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