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It moved a trifle, stepping back and lifting an arm to rub the sleeve against the glass. " O'Higgins extracted a cigar from a pocket and inspected it. " "Not quite, I hope," rejoined Sheppard. It was a queer little bed-sitting-room almost in the roof, with a partition right across it. We shall be torn in pieces if we are discovered. I’m a soldier, you see. Wood fared still worse.
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