"You can shave him, you know. No— no, it must never be. It was obviously pitched well, hitting her head at a good thirtyfive miles per hour. Ramage stood up, and suddenly turned the key in the door in an off-hand manner. Crossing them, he ascended an eminence, which, from its singular shape, seems to have been the site of a Roman encampment, and which commands a magnificent prospect. From long experience with both races he had acquired definitions, but none snugly applied to this girl. There was plenty of sweet water. " So saying, he descended a short spiral staircase, and, entering a long stone gallery, from which several other passages branched, took one of them, and after various turnings—for he was familiar with all the intricacies of the prison— arrived at the cell of which he was in search.
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