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The key to this door was of silver, and it opened into a little closet lined with iron. The door was lined with iron, too, barred and barred across. Inside were rows of metal caskets and stout wooden boxes which looked important, as if they guarded precious things. But Nichette had eyes for only one of these,—she knew just where to look. It was a big box about two feet long, of carved oak in a beautiful pattern, with a golden keyhole in the side.
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