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A shaft of searing heat plunged downward. Unlocking several doors, he came to a dark vault, that would have rivalled the gloomiest cell in Newgate, into which he thrust Thames, and fastened the door. Would she ever find it? Sighing, she opened the door to the next room, and drew back the drapes. "By the way," said the doctor, as he sat down in the dining room of the Victoria and ordered tea, "I've been thinking it over. I can't concentrate on my work. I have a hundred of them—mixed blood—on my island, and they are always rooking me. And now, my love," she added, with a relenting look, "I'm content to make up our quarrel. But I've an old friend on the way here, and he knows the game down there. The hardest bout I ever had was with a woman—Sally Wells, who was afterwards lagged for shoplifting. That is why I called myself Anna.

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