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Before Payne loomed the Old Clubhouse, Seward's home, where Key had once been killed.
Now it would have another death.
From the outside it was an ordinary enough house of the gentry.
He clomped heavily up the stoop and rang the bell.
Like the bell at Mass, the doorbell was pitched too high.
It was still Good Friday, after all.

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