“I can’t imagine, Miss Pellissier,” Brendon said, leaning towards her, “whatever made you think of coming to stay if only for a week at a Montague Street boarding-house. . It was at his side below the breast, hidden by the dark colour of his close-fitting jacket. I do not desire to extenuate my guilt—far less to defend it; but I would show you, and such as you —who, happily, are exempted from trials like mine—how much misery has to do with crime. He recognized the face instantly. It was then, I am sure, empty.
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