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In this cell was a huntsman, who had fractured his skull while hunting, and was perpetually hallooing after the hounds;—in that, the most melancholy of all, the grinning gibbering lunatic, the realization of "moody madness, laughing wild. . Spurlock was no longer a man before this instinct; he was a child in trouble. Then he could hear Hilary breathing beside him, and from outside the muted twittering of birds.
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