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The place, in which they stood, was a small entrance-chamber, cut off, like the
segment of a circle, from the main apartment, (of which it is needless to say it
originally constituted a portion,) by a stout wooden partition. And you promised to tell me. Immediately behind this individual, came a pale, poverty-stricken woman,
whose forlorn aspect contrasted strongly with his plump and comfortable
physiognomy. It is very possible that he will
ask you to tell him before witnesses how you received your wound. ‘You
see, it is that I am a female, and you all are men. A few steps brought him to the door of the vault in which his mother was
immured. The Well Hole
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XIII. What was it in her heart or mind or soul that went out to this man?
Music—was that it? Was he powerless to stir her without the gift?
But hadn't he fascinated her by his talk, gentle and winning? Ah,
but that had been after he had played for her. She
went further: she doubted that he was fully conscious of where he was. "But bring your glim this way. Taking up a link, which was blazing beside him, he walked across the room; and
touching a spring in the wall, a secret door flew open. We've got to get him to care.
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