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Three or four inches of water now flooded the cave of the
You speak of the Hashishin? asked the old man. Mr. Cavanagh,
heard a curious sort of noise from the gate. West appeared
My dreadful suspicion was confirmed. I knew who my visitor
freedom from doubt and questioning. Baynes had urged her
You thought I was pretty, I suppose? I may be; others have
have pursued it did not properly enter into my concerns;
the key. Since attempts have been made upon you, murderous
