"Mr. It doesn’t matter. I must go and dress at once. “I am afraid,” she said, “that he must have a skeleton key to these rooms. "Hark 'ee, Ben," said the old sailor, knocking the ashes from his pipe upon the hob; "you may try, but dash my timbers if you'll ever cross the Thames to-night.
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