What he told the vicomte I was not privileged to learn. ” “All right. On this side was a razor with which a son had murdered his father; the blade notched, the haft crusted with blood: on that, a bar of iron, bent, and partly broken, with which a husband had beaten out his wife's brains. Thames took it, and beheld the portrait of a young man, apparently—judging from his attire—of high rank, whose proud and patrician features certainly presented a very striking resemblance to his own. Grandmothers and grandfathers and uncles and aunts … to love and to coddle lonely little girls.
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