She sat herself upon the bed. "And now, mark me. On the floor, underneath the sixth row desks, was an ashtray with a small black dot of blood on its blunt round corner. Montressor’s guests were. A short way off in the fields he descried a sort of shed or cow-house, and thither he contrived to drag his weary limbs. No! That was impossible.
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