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. Having only seen him in the gloom of a dungeon, and loaded with fetters, Kneebone had not noticed this alteration: but he was now greatly struck by it. His eyes looked a little bloodshot to her; his face had lost something of its ruddy freshness. At the door through which she had entered the room stood the so-called Monsieur Valade.
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