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“It is a night of endings,” she murmured to herself. I have suspected him of possessing a skeleton key to my apartments. “Don’t you think I ought to?” she asked, very submissively. He did not speak for a moment. " "Poor soul!—poor soul!" groaned Wood, brushing the tears from his vision. The knowledge breathed into her heart a satisfying warmth. Wood will protect you," urged Mrs. Kneebone, Mrs. Against the walls hung an assortment of staves, brown-bills, (weapons then borne by the watch,) muskets, handcuffs, great-coats, and lanterns.
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