Only he hated the words he uttered, hated the blunt honesty which forced them from his lips. I seek chaos, but not out of choice. He occupied one of the smaller houses near the station. " "Unpossible, master," rejoined Ben; "the tide's running down like a mill-sluice, and the wind's right in our teeth. The back of the house had been the Alps for climbing, and the shrubs in front of it a Terai. " "That, alone, ought to have prevented you from acting as you did, Jack," returned Thames, gravely.
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