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The great door of the Stone Hall was thrown open, and the sheriffs, preceded by the javelin-men, entered the room. Both advanced towards it, when, by the light of the lantern, Wood beheld, in the countenance of the stranger, the well-remembered and stern features of Rowland. A long chest under one of the windows was open, some of its contents dragged out and spilling onto the floor. He was unaware that his illness had opened the way to the inherent conscience and that the acquired had been temporarily blanketed, or that there was any ancient fanaticalism in his blood. While he was considering what would be best to do, the poor maniac, over whose bewildered brain another change had come, raised her head from under the straw, and peeping round the room, asked in a low voice, "If they were gone?" "Who?" inquired Jack. She slipped past the servants, her soft roe-skin shoes unheard on the old stone. " "Do not speak of it," rejoined Thames, with a look of horror. Do not slight my warning. "Go and take your plunge while I attend to breakfast. It’s an instinct.
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