Amid this tumult, several men armed with tremendous bludgeons, with their faces besmeared with grease and soot, and otherwise disguised, were observed to be urging the populace to attempt a rescue. Darting quickly to the chest that contained the priest’s vestments, she leapt onto it and reached her arm down to scrabble behind it on the floor. They were a young man and an old one, and both appeared deeply affected. The cry was echoed by twenty different voices. "He is dying?" whispered Ruth. 5. "What poet was that?" "Stevenson. Prior to the great adventure, her mirrors had been the still pools in the rocks after the ebb.
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