Soot was everywhere, for the lamp would not stay trimmed in the gale. He drifted in and out of consciousness. “Anna,” he pleaded, “be merciful. " The words were scarcely pronounced, when Rowland disappeared. ‘While you are making me this interrogation, my poor Jacques bleeds to death. By and by—as the paroxysm subsided and he became motionless—she stole back to the bungalow to wait.
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