Victorian Short Stories of Troubled Marriages by Unknown
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'He must be a powerful man, this elder Randall,' he remarked. 'Yes,' said Hopkins. 'I have some record of the fellow, and he is a rough customer.' 'You should have no difficulty in getting him.' 'Not the slightest. We have been on the look-out for him, and there was some idea that he had got away to America. Now that we know that the gang are here, I don't see how they can escape. We have the news at every seaport already, and a reward will be offered before evening. What beats me is how they could have done so mad a thing, knowing that the lady could describe them and that we could not fail to recognize the description.' 'Exactly. One would have expected that they would silence Lady Brackenstall as well.' 'They may not have realized,' I suggested, 'that she had recovered from her faint.' 'That is likely enough. If she seemed to be senseless, they would not take her life. What about this poor fellow, Hopkins? I seem to have heard some queer stories about him.' 'He was a good-hearted man when he was sober, but a perfect fiend when he was drunk, or rather when he was half drunk, for he seldom really went the whole way. The devil seemed to be in him at such times, and he was capable of anything. From what I hear, in spite of all his wealth |
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