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The door was closed— locked,—and the pair were heard descending the stairs. “Can I bring you anything, sir—a whisky and soda, or a liqueur? You’ll excuse me, sir, but you haven’t touched your coffee. Your life is like a funeral March. “It’s very late. "Weep on, reprobate," cried the carpenter, a little softened. He then barred and double-locked the door, took out the key, (a precautionary measure which, with a grim smile, he said he never omitted,) thrust it into his vest, and motioning the couple to follow him, led the way to the inner room.
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