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. She bound a scarf tightly round the place where the blood seemed to be coming from. From the opposite corner under the trees a man with his hat slouched over his eyes stood and glowered at them. . He turned irresolutely to the table upon which lay the scattered leaves of his old manuscripts. An ancient smile lay on his lips. Whoever chose to incur the risk of so doing might enter the Mint at any hour; but no one was suffered to depart without giving a satisfactory account of himself, or producing a pass from the Master.
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