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Left alone, Jonathan lighted a lamp, and, opening the trap-door, descended the secret stairs. The boat was set free, and the men resumed their seats. Capes stood side by side upon an old Persian carpet that did duty as a hearthrug in the dining-room of their flat and surveyed a shining dinner-table set for four people, lit by skilfully-shaded electric lights, brightened by frequent gleams of silver, and carefully and simply adorned with sweet-pea blossom. William Kneebone, Of me, Sir, you shall never be bone. Well, well; all he himself could do would be to watch this singular drama unroll.

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