“Where am I?” he muttered. Beyond was a narrow bridge, crossing a circular building, at the bottom of which lay a deep well. Have you been away from Morningside Park?” “I’m not interrupting you?” “You are. “The bravest of us have joints in our armour. They were both dressed in every respect alike.
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