Her eyes were fixed upon the ground, the pink colour coming and going in her cheeks was very delicate and girlish. A thickly-set, sandy young man, with an unwholesome complexion and grease-smooth hair, had entered the room. I am an old friend, and I declined to be shelved. Startled by this circumstance, he looked around, and perceived that the trap-door,—which has been mentioned as communicating with a secret staircase,—was open.
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