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Copyright, 1912, by
W. J. WATT & COMPANY
Published, April
“IT’S A LIE,” HE GASPED HOARSELY, THEN SANK BACK IN HORRORCONTENTS
THE BRUTE
CHAPTER I
Every evening, almost, Donald Rogers and his wife Edith sat in a plainlittle living-room in their apartment in Harlem, and worked until ten oreleven o’clock. By that time they were both ready to go to bed. It
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