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`` No ; it 's for you , Mr. Morris . '' It was torn open hastily ; then Morris looked from one to the other with a blank , scared face , while the paper fluttered from his hold . Mitchell caught it , and read aloud slowly , as if he did not believe his eyes : `` ` Am safe . Will be out on the ten o'clock train . ELEANOR . ' '' Morris stood there , shaking , and sobbing hard , dry sobs . `` It 'll kill him ! ''