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All that was needed to complete the simile was that the girl should burst into song. A single false step might have precipitated him into the street; or, if he had trodden upon an unsound part of the roof, he must have fallen through it. A wave of pity went over him—pity for the patient, the girl, and his friend. "Then I'll have it before to-morrow morning," said the keeper of the New Prison, to himself. II.
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