"Mother—dear mother! Once again, I beseech you to listen to me. She pulled him towards the bed. He swore that I was his wife, and—I shot him, Nigel, as his arms were closing around me. She sat there, a mark for boulevarders, the unconscious object of numberless wondering glances. She recovered herself, however, with amazing facility.
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