” His rhythm slowed to a grind. He slid out of her. There was a tearing sound as the canvas gave way, and the precious portrait ripped apart as the top of the Frenchman’s head came through it. CHAPTER XVIII The doctor reached for the key and studied it sombrely. ” Hill staggered to his feet and drew a folded paper from his pocket. Besides those whom I've slain with my own hands, I've brought upwards of thirty persons to the gallows.
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