"I am no murderer," replied Sheppard. "You must take it to Sir Rowland Trenchard's in Southampton Fields. Even though I knew you’d no one else to care. She was in one of her old walking-dresses, her hair was done in an unfamiliar manner, she wore a wedding-ring, and she looked as if she had been crying. “All your dreadful scientific things?” he said, with a smile that Miss Klegg thought extraordinarily kindly. But it would serve. I knew it. He looked around, and as he heard that deafening shout,— as he felt the influence of those thousand eyes fixed upon him,—as he listened to the cheers, all his misgivings—if he had any—vanished, and he felt more as if he were marching to a triumph, than proceeding to a shameful death. “You and Anna,” she said, “seem to have stumbled upon a mare’s nest.
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