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I jumped then—I was not even shaken. I can get into my clothes. Have we not received Lady Bicknacre just this morning? Not to mention the Comtesse de St Erme. The fatal shower, from which he and his little charge escaped uninjured, had stricken his assailant and precipitated him into the boiling gulf. "Let us in," said the Master, rapping his truncheon authoritatively against the boards, "or we'll force an entrance. But I should certainly want to be rid of Mr.
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