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It’s made up of things as small as the diameter of hairs and big as life and death. The clanking of chains, the grating of locks, and the rumbling of bolts must have been music in Jonathan's ears, so much pains did he take to subject himself to such sounds. “Will you tell Sydney that I will see him in the morning,” he said. The moon had arisen, and everything could be as plainly distinguished as during the day.
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