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Terence O'Rourke, Gentleman Adventurer
he felt the wall give to the pressure of his shoulders, and a breath of cool air swept past him.
"A door!" he thought, and, leaping backwards, fell sprawling in utter darkness.
It was indeed a door. As he lay there the Irishman caught a transient glimpse of a woman's head and shoulders outlined against the light, and then the door was closed, and he heard her throw herself bodily against it, with the dull click of a bolt shot home; also a maddened oath, and a terrific blow delivered upon the panels by the sword of Monsieur le Prince.
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