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The Evil Guest by Joseph Sheridan Le Fanu
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"Charles, I am glad to see you," he said, shaking him with an agitated
pressure by both hands, "Charles, this is a great calamity, and what
makes it still worse, is that the murderer has escaped; it looks badly,
you know."

He fixed his gaze for a few moments upon his son, turned abruptly, and
walked a little way into the room then, in a disconcerted manner, he
added, hastily turning back--

"Not that it signifies to us, of course--but I would fain have justice
satisfied."

"And who is the wretch--the murderer?" inquired Charles.

"Who? Why, everyone knows!--that scoundrel, Merton," answered Marston, in
an irritated tone--"Merton murdered him in his bed, and fled last night;
he is gone--escaped--and I suspect Sir Wynston's man of being an
accessory."

"Which was Sir Wynston's bedroom?" asked the young man.

"The room that old Lady Mostyn had--the room with the portrait of Grace
Hamilton in it."

"I know--I know," said the young man, much excited. "I should wish
to see it."

"Stay," said Marston; "the door from the passage is bolted on the inside,
and I have locked the other; here is the key, if you choose to go, but
you must bring Hughes with you, and do not disturb anything; leave all as
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