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I shall still wear your favor—even if it is a stolen and forbidden favor—in my casque. At this moment, a door was opened below; lights gleamed on the walls; and the figures of Rowland and Sir Cecil were distinguished at the foot of the stairs. At length, he fell down on the road, fully expecting each moment would prove his last.
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