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h the throbbings of my heart
the steady croaking of the frogs in a pond near the stables; but no other
sound. In a frenzy of impatience and disgustI stood up again and
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desperately--
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Thenor a moment laterI heard a remote door opened; footsteps as of
more than one person drew near. I raised my voice and cried again--
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'Who is there?' a voice asked.
'A gentleman in distress' I answered piteouslymoving my hands
across the door. 'For God's sake open and let me in. I am hurtand
dying of cold.'
'What brings you here?' the voice asked sharply. Despite its
tartnessI fancied that it was a woman's.
'Heaven knows!' I answered desperately. 'I cannot tell. They
maltreated me at the innand threw me into the street. I crawled away
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and have been wandering in the wood for hours. Then I saw a light here.'
On that some muttering took place on the other side of the door-- to
which I had my ear. It ended in the bars being lowered. The door
swung partly openand a light shone outdazzling me. I tried to shade
my eyes with my fingersandas did sofancied I heard a murmur of pity.
But when I looked yilai:
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