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" Thames was about to follow, when he felt a gentle grasp upon his arm. "The door!—the door!—death!" he added, as he tried the handle, "it is locked—and I am unarmed. You’ll need that. They would arrest him for the French spy they had thought her at first. But why didn't you let me know they were coming. Plote was sleeping or deaf. In a sense I don’t care. He looked at his friend. Our heads swim with the thought of being together.
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