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THE PAVILION ON THE LINKS.
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For the rest of the night, which seemed interminably long, I patroled the vicinity of the pavilion, without seeing a living creature or hearing any noise but the concert of the wind, the sea, and the rain. A light in the upper story filtered through a cranny in the shutter, and kept me company till the approach of dawn.
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