The door to the library burst open. "You are, Sir," thundered Jonathan; "and, unless you find him, you shan't hold your place a week. ’ The sword was released to slide back into its scabbard. The world is like a peppery horse. When, by slow and toilsome efforts, he had arrived midway, something obstructed his further progress. “Where am I?” he muttered.
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