She had eaten little or no tea, and her mid-day meal had been worse than nothing. Courtlaw stood up. She might scream until her voice failed; the natives would not come to her aid; they never meddled with the affairs of the whites. She gulped for air merely, for it had been difficult to breathe with his hand almost cutting off the supply to her lungs. "And now, farewell, Mr.
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