The lad had just barely jangled it, when hurrying footsteps could be heard inside. "What poet was that?" "Stevenson. A conviction that her sister’s words were true had from the first possessed her. This door was crested with spikes, and guarded on the right by a bristling semicircle of spikes. He was not quite sure whether, after all, he had been wise.
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