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. Only sat, staring at him, a puzzled look in her face. Bulging out more in the middle than at the two extremities, it resembled an enormous cask set on its end, —a sort of Heidelberg tun on a large scale,—and this resemblance was increased by the small circular aperture—it hardly deserved to be called a door—pierced, like the bung-hole of a barrell, through the side of the structure, at some distance from the ground, and approached by a flight of wooden steps. ‘Do not look at me so,’ he snapped. Her hair once more was arranged with its old simplicity. “There are a good many Whites in London. ‘You must have been an exceedingly good pupil. Now, Sir. Looking sullen, he released the handle and sat back. “It is not an easy matter,” he said, “for me to offer you an altogether adequate explanation.
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