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“You decline to help us in any way, then,” he said. This done, he unloosed the pulley, and the ponderous machine, which resembled a trough, slowly descended upon the prisoner's breast. 5. There was no one at home, and I was coming away when I saw that the door was open. “What ought she to do?” “Suppose you—” “Yes, suppose I—” He felt that his advice was being asked. He drew a little sigh of relief. Then his tiny bow mouth opened into an adoring smile. 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.
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