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After feasting his eye upon this superb panorama, he was about to return, when he ascertained from a farmer that his nearest road to Willesden would be down a lane a little further on, to the right. Cautioning the knight, if he valued his neck, to tread carefully, Jonathan then descended a steep flight of steps; and, having reached the bottom in safety, he pushed open a door, that swung back on its hinges as soon as it had admitted him; and, followed by Trenchard, entered the night-cellar. “Don’t you understand? It is I whom you cared for in Paris, not Anna. ” Anna shook her head. “If you think it worth while,” she answered doubtfully. So, let's think no more about it. . . Jack, whose back was towards it, did not see it; but he heard, from the pitying exclamations of the crowd, that it was in view. Bulging out more in the middle than at the two extremities, it resembled an enormous cask set on its end, —a sort of Heidelberg tun on a large scale,—and this resemblance was increased by the small circular aperture—it hardly deserved to be called a door—pierced, like the bung-hole of a barrell, through the side of the structure, at some distance from the ground, and approached by a flight of wooden steps. Armed, however, with the implement he had so fortunately obtained, he did not despair of success. I want you.
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