"Let us in," said the Master, rapping his truncheon authoritatively against the boards, "or we'll force an entrance. I change them in the morning at Cannon Street, and take my book as I come down. In this way he was able to force back a ponderous bolt from its socket; and to his unspeakable joy, found that the door instantly yielded. Damn! I’ve splashed.
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