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He would save little Stephen, if he could, from such a memory.

He would not give any reason for refusing to go in.
He blew out the candle, and turned the key in the lock, took it out, and put it in his pocket.
'Come, Stephen!' he said, 'let us go somewhere else.

We will not go into the crypt to-day!' 'Why not ?' The lips that spoke were pouted mutinously and the face was flushed.