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Ah!" he exclaimed, as his eye fell upon a small knob in the wall, "there's the spring!" He touched it, and the door flew open. At every step he seemed to be haunted by the ghost of the past. This unexpected interpolation might spoil the efficacy of all that had gone before. He glanced at it, and saw the bloodied blade. And so gentle as the poor creature is, when she's not in her wild fits—it would melt a heart of stone to see her. It now came to him with an added thrill how well she had told her story; simply and directly, no skipping, no wandering hither and yon: from the first hour she could remember, to the night she had fled in the proa, a clear sustained narrative.
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