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senseless

terror he

rushed to

the

corner, to

that hole

under the

paper

where he

had put

the

things;

put his

hand in,

and for

some

minutes

felt

carefully

in the

hole, in

every

crack and

fold of

the paper.

Finding

nothing,

he got up

and drew a

deep

breath. As

he was

reaching

the steps

of

Bakaleyev’s,

he

suddenly

fancied

that

something,

a chain, a

stud or

even a bit

of paper

in which

they had

been

wrapped

with the