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As he gazed down into the courts of the prison, he could not help shuddering, lest a false step might precipitate him below. He turned irresolutely to the table upon which lay the scattered leaves of his old manuscripts. The detective backed out slowly and closed the door without sound. “Mr. When I've had an hour's rest, I'll be after Blueskin. "'Tis a cruel thing you've done, lad. ’ A multitude of changes flitted across Melusine’s features as she stood there for a space, unusually silent.
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