There was only one idea in his head now—to batter and bruise and crush this weakling, then cast him at the feet of his love-lorn wife. In the heart of the jungle the dog had his private muck baths. “And let us have a talk about this—some other time. ’ Roding left the house instantly, not even pausing to nod. Jack was not half your age when he died. "I am glad you think that," she replied. Would you tell her … now?" his eyes flaming with mockery. He was standing at the moment close to the hatch, with his ear at the keyhole, and received a severe blow in the face.
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