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At length, about three o'clock, as the first glimmer of dawn became visible through the barred casements of the round-house, the rattling of bolts and chains at the outer door told that some one was admitted. “Are we interrupting anything?” “No!” Martin jumped slightly. Her cheeks were aflame. God knows how you did it.
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