“Called myself Anna,” the girl repeated coolly. His wife's portrait had been removed from the walls, and the place it had occupied was only to be known by the cord by which it had been suspended. “It jars. "Whose grave is this?" he inquired of a man who was standing near it. “Who took care of you after she died?” “My father. Top-side insurance people. From her stomacher, to which it was attached by a multitude of glittering steel chains, depended an immense turnip-shaped watch, in a pinchbeck case. ’ Captain Roding looked frowningly from one to the other. “How well and jolly you must be feeling. I speak no harm of her.
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