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- "during the supreme madness of the carnival season, that I encountered my friend."
- "My friend, no. It is not the engagement, but the severe cold with which I perceive you are afflicted. The vaults are insufferably damp. They are encrusted with nitre."
- “It was now midnight”
- “From the fourth side the bones had been thrown down, and lay promiscuously upon the earth, forming at one point a mound of some size.”
- “in depth about four feet, in width three, in height six or seven. It seemed to have been constructed for no especial use within itself but formed merely the interval between two of the colossal supports of the roof of the catacombs and was backed by one of their circumscribing walls of solid granite.”
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