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"The window open," said Jaggard, thoughtfully. "Then it must have been opened from the inside, sir." The lesser offense, said prisoner's counsel, was swallowed up and merged in the greater; therefore, he protested against the introduction of the theft of the body. "Then you want him to meet his fate of life in death!" said Etwald, curtly..
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