Where can I get one?" asked O'Higgins. "It is the fiend!" she exclaimed, recoiling. Ruth out of the picture, he wouldn't have concerned himself so eagerly in regard to Spurlock's departure. She did not see the metal pole swing toward the back of her skull, nor did she feel her own blood spoiling her light hair after the dull crack of metal broke her flesh. Amid this varied throng,—varied in appearance, but alike in character,—one object alone, we have said, rivetted Mrs.
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