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reach his own weapon, which had fallen in between the pews at the back. As it is not, however, our intention to furnish a
complete catalogue of these curiosities, we shall merely mention that in front of
them lay a large and sharp knife, once the property of the public executioner, and
used by him to dissever the limbs of those condemned to death for high-treason;
together with an immense two-pronged flesh-fork, likewise employed by the
same terrible functionary to plunge the quarters of his victims in the caldrons of
boiling tar and oil. His conscience never told
him to go back and take his punishment; it tortured him only in regard to the
deed itself. Which was not to say that ladies were not interested in him. Only the night before, in the dining room of the Hong-Kong Hotel, she had
watched him empty glass after glass of whisky, and shudder and shudder. "
"Are you sure of that?" returned Winifred, looking uneasily at Jack. She rehearsed the story of her forlorn long lost
mother in her head, what she would say to the theorymongers. “If you cannot listen to me now it must
remain undelivered. What had actually beaten him was not to have known if someone had picked up
his trail.
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