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When the paroxysm passed, he was forced to lean against the window-jamb for support. He dragged it out, and perceiving, in spite of the decayed frame, that it was the body of Sir Rowland Trenchard, commanded his attendants to convey it up stairs—an order which was promptly obeyed. End of Project Gutenberg's Anna the Adventuress, by E. The books would be soaked and ruined in the rain anyway through the thin skin of the pack. It's a mighty quare 'un, though. "It is her child!" shrieked Rowland, in a voice heard above the howling of the tempest, "risen from this roaring abyss to torment me. At the first glance, he imagined he must have stumbled upon a museum of rarities, there were so many glass-cases, so many open cabinets, ranged against the walls; but the next convinced him that if Jonathan was a virtuoso, his tastes did not run in the ordinary channels. Strange gurgle-like noises emanated from the crypt.
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