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‘There are no Remenhams left. The cell in which she was confined was about six feet long and four wide; the walls were scored all over with fantastic designs, snatches of poetry, short sentences and names,—the work of its former occupants, and of its present inmate. She pulled her hand away quickly. ’ ‘It cannot be helped now.
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