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Anna crossed the street, and letting herself in at No. Spurling was no longer allowed to visit him; he was again loaded with irons; fastened by an enormous horse-padlock to a staple in the floor; and only allowed to take repose in a chair. That held his thought as the magnet holds the needle, inescapably. He smiled grandly; she could feel the radiance of his approval from across the wedding table.
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