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Sir John waved her back. Blackness was beginning to consume the cornfield. The massive door was unlocked, and they entered the cell. The morning of Monday the 16th of November 1724 at length dawned. Water poured into her eyes, nose, and mouth in a torrent from which she had to turn and wheeze. He saw his father, calling to him from an icy white tunnel, beckoning to him.
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