Perhaps the old fool was not as fanciful as they had thought. The odour of kerosene permeated the bungalow; but Ruth mitigated the nuisance to some extent by burning native punk in brass jars. To these she added the wine and spirits directed, and when all was arranged looked inquisitively at her master. A hollow feeling opened up inside her, and she felt her heartbeat quicken. During all this time, he had never quitted the iron bar, and he now grasped it with the firm determination of selling his life dearly, if he met with any opposition. A tall, clean-shaven man came out and walked rapidly through the room, exchanging greetings right and left, but evidently anxious to avoid being detained. " "Yes. F. But I swear she ain’t told me nothing more, sir.
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