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A little exclamation of surprise escaped Ennison. The vault, in which Sir Rowland found himself, resembled in some measure the cabin of a ship. With some difficulty, they managed to negotiate the passage with their burden and carry him out into the library. She had known that Remenham House would be deserted, for Martha—released, as she had carefully explained to her charge, by her vows to God from servitude and obedience to Nicholas Charvill, a mere mortal—had begun a correspondence with a friend of her youth, Mrs Joan Ibstock, née Pottiswick. "Hold!" cried Kneebone, flinging down the packets; "they are nothing to me.
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