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" And springing backwards, he darted suddenly through the door. The red glare fell upon the slimy brick-work, and tinged the inky waters below. I thought—the papers said——” “You thought that I was dead,” he interrupted. ” He called for a hansom. I beg that you will consider me your friend.
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