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Take it, I tell you. “Now,” he said, quietly, “it’s time we stopped this nonsense. It was locked. They looked out over the city, grim and silent now, for it was long past midnight. ‘That there governess didn’t like it, of course, me being the lodgekeeper’s girl, and Martha just a country wench like me. Sharples received them at the threshold, and holding his lantern towards the prisoners to acquaint himself with their features, nodded to Quilt, between whom and himself some secret understanding seemed to subsist, and then closed and barred the door.
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