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Come with me to the Condemned Hold directly, and, if I find my fears confirmed, I'll—" He was here interrupted by the sudden entrance of the black, who rushed precipitately into the room, letting fall the heavy bunch of keys in his fright. \"Uh-oh. \" He leaned at a steeper pitch. At least one of them was caught and put away. "I knew his poor mother, and for her sake I'll not see this done," cried John Dump. She had, poor inexperienced fool, given herself away. The audience clapped more heartily. Let me go my own way towards them. Hanging on the wall was a temple censer, bronze, moulded in the shape of a lotus blossom with stem and leaves—deadly as a club.
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