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While the watermen were contending with the eddies occasioned by the fall below the bridge, Jonathan observed a perceptible shudder run through Trenchard's frame. "The worst house in the neighbourhood—the constant haunt of reprobates and thieves," groaned Wood. There would be no moon. Melusine, intent upon preventing Gosse from securing the fallen weapon, paid no attention. The room was dark and dusty. Fortunately, the window was not far from the ground; so opening it gently, he dropped into a backyard, and from thence got into the street.
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