He confronted the maid upon the threshold with something like a smile.
“You had better go for the police,” said he: “I have killed your master.”
FOOTNOTES:
[1] G. Stanley Hall, Adolescence, vol. II.
[2] Ibid.
[3] From “The First Christmas Tree,” by Henry Van Dyke. Copyright, 1897, by Charles Scribner’s Sons.
[4] From “Evening Tales,” by Joel Chandler Harris. Copyright, 1893, by Charles Scribner’s Sons.
[5] From “Sonny, a Christmas Guest,” by Ruth McEnery Stuart. Copyright, 1896, by The Century Co. Reprinted by special permission.
[6] De Quincey, “Letters to a Young Man.”