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_ CHAPTER XIX MIDNIGHT! Josephs was crouched shivering under the door of his cell, listening. "All right now. I think they are all asleep; now is the time." Hawes, Hodges, Jones, Fry, were snoring without a thought of him they had left to pass the live-long night, clothed in a sponge, cradled on a stone. DORMEZ, MESSIEURS! TOUT EST TRANQUILLE; DORMEZ! _ |
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