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The vault, in which Sir Rowland found himself, resembled in some measure the
cabin of a ship. Closing the door, Jonathan next produced his
lantern, and, hastening towards the window, undrew a bolt by which it was
fastened. But there's a person in the hall—a very odd sort of man—waiting to see him,
who won't be sent away. I must obey. The
helicopter lifted from her hand and hovered in the air. By this time, Jonathan and the vast mob attending him, had come up, and the
place was rendered almost as light as day by the links. We'll get those
books into your room first. A riding-habit is all I have seen.
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