" The walls appeared to rock; bulging shadows reached out; the candle flames became mocking eyes; and the blood drummed thunderously in Spurlock's ears. "Where to, master?" asked Ben, touching his woollen cap. I am determined to fight my own little battle with the world —there must be a place for me somewhere, and I mean to find it. ‘Perhaps I could indeed rescue you if only you would confide in me. The stench was cheese-like and unbearable and Lucy dry-heaved.
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