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contained a bed, table, and chairs, also a fireplace and a
washing-stand. There was another door, which opened on
to a balcony, with a flight of steps descending into a walled
garden of some size. The man who conducted me into this
room made signs to me that I might go down and walk in
the garden whenever I pleased, and intimated that I should
shortly have something brought me to eat. I was allowed to
retain my blankets, and the few things which I had wrapped
inside them, but it was plain that I was to consider myself a
prisoner— for how long a period I could not by any means
determine. He then left me alone.
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