"Simply a letter, your honour, folded into four, without address, written in pencil, and not sealed?" said the hunchback.,
The dark moonlit hours thus passed, and the Aurora followed the stranger, but at a distance that was out of cannon reach.,
"You—" she commenced, her voice tense with passion, "you—" she checked herself. Unconsciously one of the groping hands had come in contact with the soft leather cover of a book which lay on the table..
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