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“A serious question. Remain at the door, Nab," he added, loitering for a moment behind the others, "and let no one in, or out. " Half an hour later she laid aside the book. The ceiling had, in many places, given way; the laths had been removed; and, where any plaster remained, it was either mapped and blistered with damps, or festooned with dusty cobwebs. Her usual dignified reserve had availed her nothing. Been making herself at home all right. ‘It is all the fault of that lantern.
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