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There were three exit doors. Kneebone," observed Shotbolt, as he emptied his tenth tumbler; "I'm sure he's meditating an escape, and hopes to accomplish it to-night. ‘If you love me, you will say it, or else I will blow off your head. You have the look in your eyes to-night which you had that day, the look of a frightened child.
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