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" While he was thus musing, he fancied he heard the lock tried. The grate was full of fluttering ashes of burnt paper, and the easy chair near the fire had evidently been used. Then I tucked it nice and snug under the saddle-bag. Her eyes glistened in the darkness—for light was only admitted through a small grated window—like flames, and, as she fixed them on him, their glances seemed to penetrate his very soul.
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