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‘Don’t concern yourself,’ Gerald said calmly. “Someone must have found it and taken good care of it. And now for the fawney— the ring I mean. . Her glance, absorbing the gilt letters and their significance, communicated to her poised body a species of paralysis. “No man can realize,” she said, “what that pit can be. Cautioning the knight, if he valued his neck, to tread carefully, Jonathan then descended a steep flight of steps; and, having reached the bottom in safety, he pushed open a door, that swung back on its hinges as soon as it had admitted him; and, followed by Trenchard, entered the night-cellar. Out of the beaten track, far from the trails of men! He relaxed. It’s Providence.
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