Spurling stood her negro attendant, Caliban; a hideous, misshapen, malicious monster, with broad hunched shoulders, a flat nose, and ears like those of a wild beast, a head too large for his body, and a body too long for his legs. The signal of distress was evidently understood. "Damnation!" exclaimed Wild with a snarl, that displayed his glistening fangs to the farthest extremity of his mouth, "I'm not to be trifled with thus. I’m glad 237 you came over. Michelle was too polite to put it into words. She had dreaded the beginning of this hour. This she put into the trunk. ‘Silence,’ he warned again, with a prod of the dagger at her heart. En tout cas, I am not trespassing at all.
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