" "What means this idle boasting, villain?" said Thames. “It’s my fault. "My own father!" Queerly the room and its objects receded and vanished; and there intervened a series of mental pictures that so long as she lived would ever be recurring. The mummies were tossed into the collection. It was horrible, but she must do it. “I want a vote for myself,” she said. Sheppard, who seemed to be crouching upon the floor. I——” Then he stopped short, for he began to remember things.
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