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Steps to aid the descent, which was too steep to be safe without them, led to, a door on the opposite side. Next instant, Gerald felt his wrist seized in an iron grip. Raven locks fell to her shoulders from under the feathered beaver hat, and curled away down her back. She began rubbing it with her pocket-handkerchief.
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