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In this room was my ruin begun: in this room it should be ended. “It’s Ennison, isn’t it?” he exclaimed. The floor was thickly strewn with sawdust and shavings; and across the room ran a long and wide bench, furnished at one end with a powerful vice; next to which three nails driven into the boards served, it would appear from the lump of unconsumed tallow left in their custody, as a substitute for a candlestick. " "You will remain longer than you anticipate," muttered Wild. ‘A devil is just what you are. ‘Like a vision she were. To get behind that impenetrable curtain, to learn why she hated her island. ‘I thought, you see, that we might as well enter by the same way our intruder had done. I don’t care if you never tell me any of your secrets. But let the horses be in readiness.

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