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Bulging out more in the middle than at the two extremities, it resembled an enormous cask set on its end, —a sort of Heidelberg tun on a large scale,—and this resemblance was increased by the small circular aperture—it hardly deserved to be called a door—pierced, like the bung-hole of a barrell, through the side of the structure, at some distance from the ground, and approached by a flight of wooden steps. I do not wish for you to see me feed. You want to do everything with your mind. Melusine’s heart jumped and she felt heat rising into her cheeks. He was a square-faced man of nearly fifty, with iron-gray hair a mobile, cleanshaven mouth and rather protuberant black eyes that now scrutinized Ann Veronica. He told me with a coarse nervous laugh. ’ ‘Like this?’ ‘Parfait. But he has never been near her—never. This is the way the old thief brings in all his heavy plunder, which he stows in out-of-the-way holes in his infernal dwelling. “When it comes there is no mistaking it.
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