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Everett’s gaze dropped to the papers in his hand. When the hero finally did appear, Ruth became filled with gentle self-mockery. "At a place we call the Dark House at Queenhithe," answered Jonathan, "a sort of under-ground tavern or night-cellar, close to the river-side, and frequented by the crew of the Dutch skipper, to whose care he's to be committed. ‘Woof!’ uttered Trodger, gazing at the lady in some awe. "Come out!" roared Quilt, looking into the aperture.
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