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In this room was my ruin begun: in this room it should be ended. “Where were you?” He inquired, rubbing her shoulders. THAMES DARRELL. This employment seemed to afford him the highest satisfaction; for a diabolical grin—it cannot be called a smile—played upon his face all the time he was engaged in it. The brilliant sunshine poured through the window, effecting an oblong block of mote-swimming light. A little within stood a second door, or rather wicket, lower than the first, but of equal strength, and surmounted by a row of sharp spikes. You see, we travelled second class, and we are in the least known quarter of Paris.

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