’ ‘Well, don’t blame me if you get your head blown off. "My horse is at the door, saddled, with pistols in the holsters,—mount him and fly. "I have sent for him," Aliva, he answered; "he will be here directly, with your medical advisers. Spurlock's vision was oddly of the past. Retreating as quickly as he could, Jack opened the first door he came to, entered a room, and searching in the dark for some place of concealment, fortunately discovered a skreen, behind which he crept. All was darkness, horror, confusion, ruin. McClintock liked it.
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