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The hymnal lyrics had never stirred her; she had memorized and sung them parrotwise. "However, some one must look after the jail; and they're all gone but me. Her own pack was so light that she left it in the locker. He put it carefully aside, resolved to defer the attempt till night. Altogether, it was the most dreadful noise he had ever heard.
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