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THE CRYSTAL COFFIN. 291 |
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covered with polished tiles carved all over with unknown figures. He gazed about, full of wonder, and was just preparing to walk out again, when the same voice bade |
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him: "Tread on the stone in the middle of the hall and good luck will attend you."
By this time he had grown so courageous that he did not hesitate to obey the order, and hardly had he stepped on |
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