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She took some shirts, underwear, shoes, a duffel bag, and his wallet to make it look like he had gone a-traveling. A chain, riveted to an iron belt encircling her waist, bound her to the wall. “My sister,” she murmured, “is so independent. But if he's in bed, how the devil is he going with me, supposing I decide to hire him? The mudhook comes up to-morrow night. Here lay a heap of knockers of all sizes, from the huge lion's head to the small brass rapper: there, a collection of sign-boards, with the names and calling of the owners utterly obliterated.
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