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” Lucy shrugged, trying to appear nonchalant. So strongly was he impressed with this idea, that grasping the iron bar with both hands, he dashed it furiously against the door, making the passage echo with the blows. Like the Valades, I imagine. A stout female stood in the aperture, an oil lamp in her hand. Every eye was fixed upon the prisoner. Courtlaw.
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