The steps, even the pavements, were invaded by little knots of loungers driven outside by the unusual heat of the evening, most of them in evening dress, or what passed for evening dress in Montague Street. "Your mother is dead," interposed Wild, scowling. I stole away and walked to the railway station. “Believe what, Michelle?” Lucy asked. In another minute, the tramp of horses' feet told that the perpetrators of the outrage had effected their escape. !" "I understand," interrupted McClintock.
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