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"Allow him that small grace," cried Wood. The deafening report froze time. This did not tickle his vanity; on the contrary, it enlivened his terror, which is a phase of fascination. Why should I?” “At last,” he murmured, “at last I have found you. " "Do what you please with him," muttered Trenchard to Wild. It was an awful moment—so awful, that every other feeling except deep interest in the scene seemed suspended. In lieu of the substantial habitations which he had gazed on overnight, he beheld a row of falling scaffoldings, for such they seemed. To reach it would be a most difficult undertaking. Deep verandas ran around the bungalows, with bamboo drops which were always down in the daytime, fending off the treacherous sunshine. ‘Gérard will think that I have gone back to London.
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