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"Shir Rowland Trenchard's affair— eh?" "That's it," rejoined Jonathan; "I expect him here every minute. "Fly, Captain, fly!" vociferated Blueskin; "I shan't be able to keep these devils down. But the Remenhams in the days of Charles the First, with the need for an escape route from Cromwell’s increasingly victorious forces, had cut a trapdoor through its floor into the cellars below, and thence hewn the long rough passageway that led underground right outside the boundary of the estate. Kneebone made no effort to check the unreasonable merriment of his companions, but rather seemed to encourage it. You cannot—shall not retreat. No— no, it must never be. She loved him.
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