She paced restlessly to the door and back again, biting her tongue on the hot words begging to be uttered. It was approached from the street by a flight of broad stone steps, leading to a ponderous door, plated with iron, and secured on the inner side by huge bolts, and a lock, with wards of a prodigious size. Spurlock had found the typewriter, oiled and cleaned it, and began to practise on it in the night.
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