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 36 or, wrapped in his cloak, knelt till dawn at the foot of the tower, like a statue of marble.

Sometimes he rose, as if to reply to the voice of the Recluse; no ear could catch the sounds of their words, but from the movement of his hands, and the frequent shaking of his helmet, one might guess that they held some important converse.