" "Oh Heavens!" cried Jack, driven to his wits' end. If we don’t live it will think we are afraid of it. Here, take this youngster, Terry; my legs are lighter than old Nab's. He beheld a tall gaunt man, his brown face corrugated like a winter's road, grim, stony. Steeples toppled, and towers reeled beneath its fury.
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