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Portrait of A. M. Williamson A. M. Williamson The House by the Lock — Chapter XXX (1906)

The confidential man had stolen in as noiselessly as I had crept upon the roof and to the skylight.
"Take that, then!" I heard him snarl savagely, and a low exclamation from my darling told me that in some way he had revenged himself upon her. For an instant I lost my presence of mind and my hold upon Wildred. Involuntarily I turned to go to Karine's rescue, and the movement was a fatal one. Wildred was up like a rod of steel that has been forcibly bent backward. The two threw themselves upon me together. I felt a sharp, hot pain run fiercely through my side, and knew that I had been stabbed.
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Portrait of A. M. Williamson A. M. Williamson The House by the Lock — Chapter XXX (1906)

It is like death even to listen to you!" cried Karine. "If only there was a soul on earth to help me–but there's none–none!"
His answer, if he had made one, was drowned in the crashing of glass. Better that she should be startled, even to the point of swooning, rather than endure for another second the torture that that fiend was inflicting upon her.
I broke in the skylight with the heavy stick which I had brought up to the roof between my teeth.
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