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“Is Lady Lescelles in?” he asked the butler. But she must not laugh. I’ve had a lot on my mind. Hearing the spring touched, he dashed through on the instant, and struck down the person who presented himself, with his bludgeon. 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.
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