He lost control of the machine. " "You might trust me," said Rachel, in an offended tone; "but never mind. "Good night, Master. "You hay'n't hurt your arm, I trust, my dear?" he added, anxiously. Still, the respite was sufficient for Spurlock to look about for some weapon. David Courtlaw—Sir John Ferringhall.
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