Don’t touch the handle, Annabel! Curse the thing, you’ve jammed it now. ” “Clear out?” cried Hetty. She noted the dank hair on his forehead, the sweat of revolting nature. Once more cheered by daylight, he hastened forward, and entered the chapel.
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