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Dorling said. Drawing a pistol, and unclosing his lantern with the quickness of thought, he then burst through an open trap-door into a small loft. May I do so to-day?” “It’s your gate,” she said, amiably; “you got it first. \"Do you want a snack?\" \"No thanks. A man’s children nowadays are not his own. Thames returned no answer. The place was gloomy, with its darkly panelled walls, but it was sparsely furnished. Ennison’s manner was certainly not one of a willing host. ‘I do not need for you to tell me this.
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