But, moving through into the first of the large main rooms that led one into another around the house, with here and there an antechamber between, it was obvious that the task was not going to be easy. The odour of kerosene permeated the bungalow; but Ruth mitigated the nuisance to some extent by burning native punk in brass jars. He held her hand in his, cupped together like a pair of shells for the rest of the hour. "Give it me," returned the carpenter; "all's safe. Get me an interview with her. Mr.
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