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“Pills?” said Aunt Grenertsen. “I have never taken pills in all my long life.” The sound which appeared to be the last groan of a dying person, was repeated. Hippolitus made a strong effort, and sprang forward, when a light burst upon him from a shattered casement of the building, and at the same instant he heard the voices of men! But to be for a century bound.
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