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Before many minutes elapsed, he had picked a large hole in the plaster, which showered down in a cloud of dust; and breaking off several laths, caught hold of a beam, by which he held with one hand, until with the other he succeeded, not without some difficulty, in forcing out one of the tiles. Wood. It's exactly like a miniature I have in my pocket. “My God!” he said again. ‘I assure you it was mutual. But this I cannot do.
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