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"In my opinion, Sir Rowland," suggested Jonathan; "you'd better allow the court to remain open. He could hardly open the envelope, he trembled so. He's on the ragged edge. And it's uncanny. Anna and her escort exchanged glances. On their return, the jailers raised up Jonathan, who was weltering in his blood, and who appeared to be dying.
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