‘It could not be helped, whichever way I made my presence known. What a mercy that the blow aimed at her by the ruffian, Wild, though it brought her to the brink of the grave, should have restored her to reason! Ah! she stirs. He turned irresolutely to the table upon which lay the scattered leaves of his old manuscripts. Well aware that the doors in this passage were much stronger than those in the entry he had just quitted he was neither surprised nor dismayed to find it fastened by a lock of unusual size.
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