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‘Come on. "Hell's curses!" roared Jonathan. I don't care how lonesome it is. When the paroxysm passed, he was forced to lean against the window-jamb for support. He threw up his hand, reeled for a moment on his feet, and collapsed upon the floor. We remember it. Spurlock stepped into the room. "Those boys out there think this is some new religious rite and that you are skinning the dog alive to eat him!" The shock of this information loosened Spurlock's grip on the dog, who bolted out of the kitchen and out of the house, maintaining his mile-a-minute gait until he reached the jungle muck, where he proceeded to neutralize the poison with which he had been lathered by rolling in the muck. " So saying, he sprang, with a bound like that of a tiger-cat, against the throat of the woollen-draper. Neither of them believed me. ” she said. "No, no!" With a gesture, fierce and intolerant, she seized the Bible and thrust it out of sight, into the drawer.
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