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’ Gerald sighed. Here are all our harlequins and columbines of the spoken and written drama. He heard the panting of the donkey-engine, then the slithering of the anchor chains. When he awoke, it was late in the day; but though he heard voices outside, and now and then caught a glimpse of a face peeping at him through the iron grating over the door, no one entered the prison, or held any communication with him.
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