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“It was poison—why not?” she answered. ” “You shall not need either,” Brendon said grimly. "I can't say I did," replied Wood, somewhat reluctantly; "what with the confusion incident to the storm, and the subsequent press of business, I put it off till it was too late. For a time she promenaded the room. "In my opinion, Sir Rowland," suggested Jonathan; "you'd better allow the court to remain open. You shall hear from me to-morrow. Brendon always comes home with me, and tonight both are away. In this screen, which masked the entrance of a dark passage communicating with the Condemned Hold, about five feet from the ground, was a hatch, protected by long spikes set six inches apart, and each of the thickness of an elephant's tusk.
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