“Martin Chen!” Michelle shouted his name in an outburst, like an invocation. . The parlour was cluttered but cosy. It was Sunday evening—a soft delicious evening, and, from the happy, cheerful look of the house, none would have dreamed of the dismal tragedy so lately acted within its walls. The gallows has groaned for him for years.
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