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“Leave them!” He yelled. Mrs. Somebody may be on the watch—perhaps, that old ginger-hackled Jew. Opening the trap-door, he then descended to the vaults —searched each cell, and every nook and corner separately. ” He fumed. To her satisfaction, the captain reddened a trifle. It appeared he had already ordered dinner and wine, and the whiskered waiter waved in his subordinate with the soup forthwith. ‘No sense in snooping about down here,’ Gerald whispered. Following this direction, he opened a gate, and struck into one of the most beautiful green lanes imaginable; which, after various windings, conducted him into a more frequented road, and eventually brought him to the place he sought.
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