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"Ah!" cried Wild, laying down his pen and looking up with a smile of satisfaction. Bulging out more in the middle than at the two extremities, it resembled an enormous cask set on its end, —a sort of Heidelberg tun on a large scale,—and this resemblance was increased by the small circular aperture—it hardly deserved to be called a door—pierced, like the bung-hole of a barrell, through the side of the structure, at some distance from the ground, and approached by a flight of wooden steps. The door was then locked, and he was left alone. In a few seconds, the shutter flew open,—then the window,—and they were in the room. Steps to aid the descent, which was too steep to be safe without them, led to, a door on the opposite side. ” “I am going to pack my bag,” Anna answered. I watched you wait at the farmhouse! But I couldn’t compromise your safety! You must have realized that!” She lowered her voice to a loud whisper. But I vowed that Ruth should never suffer the way I did—and do. " "That's well!" cried Jack.
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