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It may be useful to you. This is my last week at the ‘Unusual,’ you know. "See the devil!—not I," cried Wood impatiently. Prudence Remenham. Too close, he reasoned, for safety. Neither combatant could use his sword; and in strength the fugitive was evidently superior to his antagonist. He fancied that the turnkeys had discovered his flight and were in pursuit of him,—that they had climbed up the chimney,—entered the Red Room,— tracked him from door to door, and were now only detained by the gate which he had left unbroken in the chapel.
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