“I’ve been through all that,” she went on, after a pause. "Where am I?" she cried, passing her hand across her brow. Go to her, I say, and take her in your arms, you poor benighted Ironsides! I can't make you see. However, I'll make a last effort to save the poor little creature, if it costs me my life. They alighted at the restaurant, and stood for a moment in the passage looking into the crowded room. She's my mealticket. But the Remenhams in the days of Charles the First, with the need for an escape route from Cromwell’s increasingly victorious forces, had cut a trapdoor through its floor into the cellars below, and thence hewn the long rough passageway that led underground right outside the boundary of the estate.
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