The stranger started at the touch, and spoke. Sometimes the moon was totally eclipsed; at others, it shed a wan and ghastly glimmer over the masses rolling in the firmament. “Thank you,” he said, “for letting me back. Occasionally the flames would bend, twist and writhe crazily as the punka-boy bestirred himself. Down we come!" he exclaimed, letting go the plank, which fell with a crash, and leaping after Sheppard, who had rolled off the frame.
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