Sumo sarcinulam meam, subdita clavi pessulos reduco; at illae probae et fideles ianuae, quae sua sponte reseratae nocte fuerant, vix tandem et aegerrime tunc clavis suae crebra immissione patefiunt.
I picked up my little bag, pushed the key up into the lock, and tried to slide back the bolts. But those good and faithful doors, which had unlocked of their own accord during the night, now opened only with enormous difficulty and a long effort and many insertions of the key.
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