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" "A key!" exclaimed Wood eagerly. ’ ‘So I heard. "More than you'll pay for it, friend," snuffled the Jew. ’ The expression on Emile Gosse’s face was vicious under the smile. " "Ay—ay," laughed Jonathan. Sulphurous poisons assaulted her nostrils as she threw the stone to one side of its resting place. " CHAPTER IV. ‘I don’t want him having an apoplexy in this house. The perspiration stood out upon his forehead. " "And I trust you will never have occasion to weep again, my poor soul," replied Wood, setting down his lantern, and brushing a few drops from his eyes, "unless it be tears of joy.
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