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I must break open the door. ToC During the whole of the next day and night, the poor widow hovered like a ghost about the precincts of the debtors' garrison,—for admission (by the Master's express orders,) was denied her. “You can count upon me, Nigel,” she said. " "Company!" echoed Rachel; "at this time of night?" "Company, child," repeated Kneebone. Slowly Prudence Sindlesham nodded her head, her eyes never leaving his face. She occupied a small sofa, a little apart, a ruddy-complexioned gentleman some years her senior beside her, and glanced about with an air of considerable unease. “This is the slavery of the veiled life. I swore to hang you two years ago, but I deferred my purpose.
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