An iron fillet
secured the socket of the bolt and the box of the lock to the main post of the
doorway. ”
“Then don’t talk to me now. But, bloodan'-'ouns! man, if ould Nick himself were to
hit me a blow, I'd be afther givin' him another. It
feels like it. Annabel saw it,
and suddenly changed her tone. She noted the dank hair on his forehead, the sweat of
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of lurid radiance, whence proceeding it was impossible to determine, shot ever
and anon athwart the dusky vault, and added to the ominous and threatening
appearance of the night.
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