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204 rooms where I sit and quietly write this confession of my crime.

Unsuspecting, aye, even gladly she came—came to meet her fate, which waited for her like a spider in his entangling web for a fly.

"If you please, sir, Miss Howard's compliments, and would you come up as soon as possible," said a voice at the door.

The little black-and-tan paused for a moment, with the pug's ear still between his little sharp teeth, to see where the voice came from, and Richard responded, impatiently: "Very well, say I'll be there," and returned to Tolman Bike's letter.