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His heart was beating, but faintly and slowly, with ominous intermissions. Wild's. We are alone, Sir Rowland," he added, snuffing the candles, glancing cautiously around, and lowering his tone, "and what you confide to me shall never transpire,—at least to your disadvantage.
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