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THE TABERNACLE UNLOCKED.
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raising the edge of her cowl again when she had seated herself, she discerned Maso and the mules at a distance where it was not hopeless for her to overtake them, as the old man would propably linger in expectation of her.

Meanwhile she might pause a little. She was free and alone.