"Your sister is dead," said he, in a deep whisper. It was a motor accident—a fatal motor accident the evening papers called it. He righted a chair and sat in it, his face in his hands. “She has never 96 once contacted me. Master and missis have been talking all day long about Jack Sheppard, and I'm dying to read his life. In the recess beside the fireplace were some open bookshelves. She breathed deeply. A fire enveloped her, a fire which was strangely healing, filling her heart with warmth, blotting out the menace of the world. It is queer, but men of education and good birth fall swiftest and lowest.
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