It was a motor accident—a fatal motor accident the evening papers called it. "Do you wish to earn a rich reward, my good friend?" said Thames to the watchman, as soon as they were left alone. " "Hold your tongue, hussy!" cried her husband gruffly. Taking the wind was her business in life. "A vow," she answered,—"a vow to my dead husband. And a broken picture that was torn when I hit him with it. “The Holy Ghost! The Pope! My mother!” She squealed.
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