It was the blood she found that cemented her decision that her foster daughter was a criminal. Creeping along quickly on his hands and knees, he found the entrance to a covered drain, into which he crept. “How CAN I tell him?” whispered Miss Stanley. ’ For a moment he looked daunted. He was content to watch her accepting compliments and gaudy bouquets full of red roses, white carnations, and purple statice. It was then, I am sure, empty.
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