He wriggled underneath her heaving body, pinned like an insect. As she crossed the square, almost within a stone’s throw of her lodgings, she came face to face with Courtlaw. Mind, when we were all growed up, it were different. Wood's favourite sitting-room, and her image was so intimately associated with it, neither the carpenter nor his daughter could muster courage to enter it before. ‘The secret passage!’ It did not take long to find the mechanism of the candlesconce that opened the door.
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