"The door!—the door!—death!" he added, as he tried the handle, "it is locked—and I am unarmed. You would find things to laugh at even in Artemus Ward. As usual, however, on the occasion of any great calamity, a crowd was scouring the streets, whose sole object was plunder. He had grabbed her in the stream, embracing her naked body tightly, running his hands over her breasts and clutching her buttocks.
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