Mrs. 1. A coach was also in attendance, at a little distance. . Rain started to pummel the roof of the pavilion, which coalesced into sheets and rumbled to the cement below. Groping their way through one or two dark and mouldy-smelling vaults, the party ascended a flight of steps, which brought them to the hall. "Never throw away a chance," thought Jonathan. The crowd began to separate as it fell into the theater.
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