’ ‘She again?’ enquired his hostess, her delicate brows rising ‘I beg your pardon, ma’am. "Water!" he gasped. I tell you I’m Meysey Hill, the railway man. When the twins had first come to live in the 208 house, they were thin and bony, their tiny mouths crying for food. So appalling was the sight, that even the murderers—familiar as they were with scenes of slaughter,—looked aghast at it. Only she hadn’t.
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