Captives? One dying? Poor, miserable wretch! Gom crept to the door and peeped
through. The four were seated around a table, deep in talk. The Seal must wait. He crept
across the room, and out.
Captives? One dying? Poor, miserable wretch! Gom crept to the door and peeped
through. The four were seated around a table, deep in talk. The Seal must wait. He crept
across the room, and out.
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