I'm a slave to my word. He was the true optimist; and that he should proceed, serenely unconscious of reefs and storms, she accepted the double buffets. On the stranger's appearance, she was seated near the window busily occupied with her needle. He roused curiosities. Reconnoitring them through a small grated loophole, he refused to open the door till they had explained their business. "Those boys out there think this is some new religious rite and that you are skinning the dog alive to eat him!" The shock of this information loosened Spurlock's grip on the dog, who bolted out of the kitchen and out of the house, maintaining his mile-a-minute gait until he reached the jungle muck, where he proceeded to neutralize the poison with which he had been lathered by rolling in the muck.
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