McClintock stared into the bowl of his pipe and Spurlock into his coffee cup. ’ She saw the weapon wrenched from Emile’s hand and he dropped to the bench of the pew and sat there, grasping helplessly at the welling blood on his arm. “It was poison—why not?” she answered. His brain reeled. “I cannot keep silence any longer.
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