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The House of the Whispering Pines

BOOK ONE
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Will you do this for me ?" "I will." "That is all." Instinctively he held out his hand.

I dropped mine in it; there was a slight pressure, some few more murmured words and he was gone.
I slept that night.
VIII A CHANCE! I TAKE IT I entreat you then From one that so imperfectly conjects, You'd take no notice; nor build yourself a trouble Out of his scattering and unsure observance: It were not for your quiet, nor your good, Nor for my manhood, honesty or wisdom, To let you know my thoughts.
_Othello_ I slept, though a question of no small importance was agitating my mind, demanding instant consideration and a definite answer before I again saw this friend and adviser.

I woke to ask if the suggestion which had come to me in our brief conversation about the bottles taken from the wine-vault, was the promising one it had then appeared, or only a fool's trick bound to end in disaster.

I weighed the matter in every conceivable way, and ended by trusting to the instinct which impelled me to have resource to the one and only means by which the scent might be diverted from its original course, confusion be sown in the minds of the police, and Carmel, as well as myself, be saved from the pit gaping to receive us.
This was my plan.

I would acknowledge to having seen a horse and cutter leave the club-house by the upper gateway, simultaneously with my entrance through the lower one.


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