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It was bleeding again. "'Sdeath!" cried Jonathan, staring at the breach in the wall. " With this, he mounted his steed and rode off. His gray eyes were closed, his persimmon-colored lips open and panting. He was out of breath, and spoke in broken sentences. Turning off again on the left, down Seacoal Lane, they arrived at the mouth of a dark, narrow alley, into which they plunged; and, at the farther extremity found a small yard, overlooked by the blank walls of a large gloomy habitation. F.
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