The fatal shower, from which he and his little charge escaped uninjured, had stricken his assailant and precipitated him into the boiling gulf. He cocked an eyebrow. Spurlock knew exactly what he was doing, however: speculative mischief, to see how she would act. The fellow Kimble, to whom Gerald was indebted, was gaping. “Mind my smoking?” said Roddy.
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