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F. They crossed the street, and entering the front door passed up the outside stone steps of the flat. There was now a girl in the picture, so it seemed. A murmur ran through the assemblage, by several of whom Jack was recognised. Bulging out more in the middle than at the two extremities, it resembled an enormous cask set on its end, —a sort of Heidelberg tun on a large scale,—and this resemblance was increased by the small circular aperture—it hardly deserved to be called a door—pierced, like the bung-hole of a barrell, through the side of the structure, at some distance from the ground, and approached by a flight of wooden steps. ‘Hilary!’ The captain appeared, alert at the note in his major’s voice as Gerald had known he would be. " "I have often conjured up some frightful vision of the dead," murmured the knight, "but I never dreamed of an interview with the living. ‘Poor things. F. "Devilish nice ham you've got here!—capital pie!—and, as I live, a flask of excellent canary. He came to the door and as he opened it a crack, she pushed herself inside urgently. ‘Do not speak any more for you give yourself pain,’ said Melusine fearfully.
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