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The rest. I—In fact, I dislike him extremely. Voices floated down, but there was no sound of pursuit. The original passage, Martha had told her, had led only from an upstairs room to one downstairs. So long as she could remember, her father had never permitted her to sit at the table unless she came fully dressed. Opening the trap-door, he then descended to the vaults —searched each cell, and every nook and corner separately. With some difficulty he contrived to raise her to the window, and with still greater difficulty to squeeze her through it—her bulk being much greater than his own.
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