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’ He received a glare from his captive. In each corner stood a stout square post reaching to the ceiling. ” Ennison dropped the evening paper which he had been pretending to read. He stepped in with a heavy foreboding of calamity. This was his sister, evidently in the last extremity. The inn was a military haunt.
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