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She reloaded. Amid a litter of nails without heads, screws without worms, and locks without wards, lay a glue-pot and an oilstone, two articles which their owner was wont to term "his right hand and his left. Until she had left her island, what she heard and what she saw were truths. The manager stared at the empty doorway for a space, shrugged, and returned to his ledgers. Many other expedients occurred to her; but after making several ineffectual attempts to get into the Mint unobserved, they were all abandoned. She found the silence comforting, as old people often do.
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