" Sir Rowland made no reply, but angrily quickened his pace. She lit the cigarette with a tiny Kelly green drugstore lighter. Beneath these prints, a cluster of hobnails, driven into the wall, formed certain letters, which, if properly deciphered, produced the words, "Paul Groves, cobler;" and under the name, traced in charcoal, appeared the following record of the poor fellow's fate, "Hung himsel in this rum for luv off licker;" accompanied by a graphic sketch of the unhappy suicide dangling from a beam. ’ ‘What for?’ asked Gerald, half laughing, as he put his hand in his pocket and brought out his elegant pistol. " "Anything else, Sir?" "No:—stay! you'd better not bring up any silver forks or spoons. "Whose grave is this?" he inquired of a man who was standing near it. He was caressing an idea.
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