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The House of the Whispering Pines

BOOK FOUR
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Slipping back, I took a candlestick and candle from the dining-room mantel, and finding that the bag would not hold them, thrust them into the pocket of the coat I wore, and quickly left the house.
Jenny was in the stable, all harnessed; and hesitating no longer, I got in among the bear-skins and drove swiftly away." There was a moment's silence.

Carmel had paused, and was sitting with her hand on her heart, looking past judge, past jury, upon the lonely and desolate scene in which she at this moment moved and suffered.

An inexpressible fatality had entered into her tones, always rich and resonant with feeling.

No one who listened could fail to share the dread by which she was moved.
District Attorney Fox fumbled with his papers, and endeavoured to maintain his equanimity and show an indifference which his stern but fascinated glances at the youthful witness amply belied.

He was biding his time, but biding it in decided perturbation of mind.


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