Time wore on somewhat slowly with the prisoner, who had to control his impatience in the best way he could; but as the shades of evening were darkening, the door was unlocked, and Mr. "Mur—der!" roared Wood, struggling to free himself from his assailant, by whom he was half strangled. My janizaries are without. " So saying, he unlocked the door and strode out of the room.
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