" "God help me, what a muddle!" The cigar crumbled in Spurlock's hand. All the rest of his existence was subordinate to this pursuit; he lived for it, worked for it, kept himself in training for it. Above she found the two Chinamen squatted at the side of the door. ’ ‘Comment? How will it serve you to kill me?’ ‘I do not need to kill you.
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