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The door was locked; but, with the bars of iron, it was speedily burst open. “Martin Chen!” Michelle shouted his name in an outburst, like an invocation. " "Never," echoed Smith, emphatically, "upon my honour. Here, might be seen a poor fellow whose teeth were knocked down his throat, spluttering out the most tremendous menaces, and gesticulating like a madman: there, another, whose nose was partially slit, vented imprecations and lamentations in the same breath. " "I am," replied Jack, without hesitation; for he felt assured from the man's manner that he might confide in him. Michelle pulled a Kleenex out of a Pocket Pack and blew her nose.
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