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‘Then we will beg. It’s true. "Damnation!" exclaimed one of the leaders of the party in a furious tone, snatching a torch from an attendant, and throwing its light full upon the face of the carpenter; "this is not the villain, Sir Cecil. Ah! she looks this way, and puts her finger to her lips. He envied her a little. This light did not remain stationary, but could be seen at one moment glimmering through the rents in the roof, and at another shining through the cracks in the wall, or the broken panes of the casement. Or, if this goodlooking young fellow will only say the word, I'll go with him. The performance over, he relaxed and closed his eyes.
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