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They were now in a sort of cellar, at one end of which was a door. Now, come along, gem'men, and I'll show you some precious sport. "My heart," rejoined Thames, firmly; "which now tells me I am in the presence of his murderer. Presently the odour of burnt powder mingled agreeably with that of the incense. Take my child to—it is—oh God!—I am sinking—take it—take it!" "Where?" shouted Wood.
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