Mr. Her cheeks were the colour of chalk, her eyes were filled with terror. ” “Of course,” said Capes, and threw a newly lit cigar into the fire through sheer nervousness. Ascending the stairs, and conducting them along a sombre gallery, in which Trenchard noticed that every door was painted black, and numbered, he stopped at the entrance of a chamber; and, selecting a key from the bunch at his girdle, unlocked it.
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