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Left alone, Jonathan lighted a lamp, and, opening the trap-door, descended the secret stairs. He reappeared in street clothes, his cropped hair not even damp from the shower, fresh-faced and sweetsmelling. E. 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. "And now to see the end of it," said Jonathan, shortly afterwards passing through the window. You must have repented a little, or you would not have done that.
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