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The door was too strong, and too well secured, to break open,—the walls too thick: but the ceiling,—if he could reach it—there, he doubted not, he could make an outlet. At the back of her mind there seemed always one irrelevant qualifying spectator whose presence she sought to disregard. “Troubles, my friend,” she exclaimed lightly. You see—I didn’t understand. " "A clever device," replied Jonathan; "but it won't serve your turn. ‘Wait! No time for that. I've watched this lad—this Sheppard—from infancy; and, though I have apparently concerned myself little about him, I have never lost sight of my purpose.
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