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“Of course it is, Anna. The day was unseasonably humid and dark, a thick fog having descended over manicured lawns. The operation was effected with so much rapidity and so little noise, that even if any one had been on the alert, he could scarcely have detected it. At the farther end of the Lodge, the floor was raised to the height of a couple of steps; whence the whole place, with the exception of the remotest corner of the angle before-mentioned, could be commanded at a single glance. Old saltwater was right. I think not, Annabel. Fortunately, the window was not far from the ground; so opening it gently, he dropped into a backyard, and from thence got into the street.
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