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“She’s all right. There were neither texts nor rubbish on the walls, but only a stirring version of Belshazzar’s feast, a steel engraving in the early Victorian manner that had some satisfactory blacks. “Mr. "Ah! what is that?" he cried, pointing to a dark object floating near them amid the boiling waves, and which presented a frightful resemblance to a human face. In the distance a bell clanged, and chattering broke out in the doorway as several nuns came crowding in. The opiate has done its duty. ’ ‘Your plan, then. "I do," replied Thames, in the same tone; "we haven't a moment to lose.
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