His countenance was pale as death, but not a muscle quivered; nor did he betray the slightest appearance of fear. Blueskin and the Minters were dragging Wood to the pump. I don’t care! I’m glad I did. "I knew that would bring him to," thought Wild. She resumed her on guard position, and glaring steadily at him, waited again. "What's that?" ejaculated the ruffian, glancing uneasily towards the window. Taber? There is a possibility.
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