‘She wormed it out of me, the little fiend. She read beautifully because the fixed form of the poem signified nothing. At the least, the tales had the ability to make her forget where she was; which was something in their favour. There was some justification for her annoyance, for negotiation of the secret passage demanded either a stout heart, or a desperate one. I must break open the door.
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