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It was denied him, for as he closed his eyes—though but for an instant—the whole scene of his former visit to the place rose before him. Behind them stalked Blueskin, enveloped in a rough great-coat, called—appropriately enough in this instance,—a wrap-rascal. As to following, there was no one. "Was that thunder?" he faltered, as a terrible clap was heard overhead. One of these, a lady, evidently a confirmed invalid, and attired in deep mourning, reclined upon a sort of couch, or easy chair, set on wheels, with her head supported by cushions, and her feet resting upon a velvet footstool. She directed the orchestra to tune again. Yes, this was a little better.
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