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Riesna Vadisi'nin derin uçurumlarından, Yıldırım Nehri'nin tehlikeli sularına kadar pek çok tehlikeli bölgeyi geçmek zorundaydılar. The windows were grated, the doors barred; each room had the name as well as the appearance of a cell; and the very porter who stood at the gate, habited like a jailer, with his huge bunch of keys at his girdle, his forbidding countenance and surly demeanour seemed to be borrowed from Newgate. She looked at him mournfully. He fell backwards on his butt, the wind knocked out of him. And he would express various artistic sensibilities and aesthetic appreciations in carefully punctuated sentences and a large, clear voice. The light fell upon the fugitive, who stood before him in an attitude of defence, with the child in his arms. “I thought you weren’t getting along so well with your mother these days.
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