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What was the old tabby at? Unaccountably embarrassed, he cleared his throat. His subjects, however, were no longer entirely under his control; and, though he managed to enforce some little attention to his commands, it was evident his authority was waning fast. Smith obeyed. This Joan would hold them for a little. At length, about three o'clock, as the first glimmer of dawn became visible through the barred casements of the round-house, the rattling of bolts and chains at the outer door told that some one was admitted. Do you understand?’ ‘Aye, sir.
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