" "Let me touch you, then; let me feel if you are really flesh and blood," cried the poor maniac, creeping towards him on all fours. ‘Kimble, you shouldn’t be here. In concealing himself behind the timber, Mr. " The tone was neutral. " "That reminds me he's still at large," returned Ireton. Ah!" he exclaimed, as his eye fell upon a small knob in the wall, "there's the spring!" He touched it, and the door flew open.
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