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She intercepted the glance the spinsters exchanged, and immediately sensed that she had said too much. About nine o'clock, an immense mob collected before the Lodge at Newgate. "Who knows but this key may open a golden lock one of these days?" And, picking it up, he thrust it into his pocket. It began as a joke. CHAPTER V. The beach: to get there as quickly as he could, to reach the white man's nadir of abasement and gather the promise of that soothing indifference which comes with the final disintegration of the fibres of conscience. I almost wish we hadn't come.
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