" "Zounds!" exclaimed Wood; "it's my old master-key. He had a quick, shrewd, merry eye, and a look in which duplicity was agreeably veiled by good humour. As she danced there was in her ears the faded echo of wooden tom-toms. I examined the Condemned Hold myself carefully this morning, and didn't find a nail out of its place.
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