XXII - BUTSEY'S STORY
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THERE WAS no excitement in Wargrove next day over the burglars who had entered "The Arabian Nights," for the simple reason that the village knew nothing about the matter. But a rumor was current, that Mr. Hill had gone out of his mind. No one was astonished, as he had always been regarded as queer. Now, it appeared, he was stark, staring mad, and no longer the harmless eccentric the village had known for so long. And the rumor was true.
"It is terrible to think of the punishment which has befallen him, Allen," said Mrs. Hill the next morning; "but can we call it undeserved?"
"I suppose not," answered her son gloomily. "I wish I had remained at home last night, mother."
"Things would have been worse, had you remained. There would have been a fight."
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