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As Jack appeared to be sinking fast, his fetters were removed, his own clothes were returned to him, and he was allowed a mattress and a scanty supply of bed-linen. The doorbell tinkled and Michelle grabbed her purse and rushed down the creaky wooden stairs. And nowhere could I obtain the slightest information. After a series of mental gymnastics—occupying the space of a few seconds—it came to him with a shock that here was a new specimen of the species.

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