She entered the front hall, formerly magnificent, now faded and dusty, the old wood table waiting for guests who would never come. Rhea writhed and scuttled about like a crab. "Do you recollect this key? Do you recollect to whom you gave it, and for what purpose? or shall I refresh your memory?" Wild appeared confounded. An enormous poster almost covered one side of the wall—the poster.
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