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This—’ waving an imperious hand in a sweeping arc about the library ‘—is my house. Sharples received them at the threshold, and holding his lantern towards the prisoners to acquaint himself with their features, nodded to Quilt, between whom and himself some secret understanding seemed to subsist, and then closed and barred the door. An entire forest’s array of meats was served in courses brought out to the table. He went on with intense urgency. And, when I have seen him pining away before my eyes, getting thinner and thinner every day, I have sometimes thought my prayers were heard. " "Wonderful! It's an infernal shame. His kind eyes were puffy with fatigue.
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