Spurling was no longer allowed to visit him; he was again loaded with irons; fastened by an enormous horse-padlock to a staple in the floor; and only allowed to take repose in a chair. Besides, those things are deadly. " "Well said, Jack," cried Figg. “But perhaps I want to confess them. The blast once more swept over the agitated river: whirled off the sheets of foam, scattered them far and wide in rain-drops, and left the raging torrent blacker than before. That was something in his favour. His smile faded. As she went on, the story began to sound more and more like a recitation. Suddenly a half stifled exclamation broke from Anna’s lips. "He's safe enough, I assure you. "Those boys out there think this is some new religious rite and that you are skinning the dog alive to eat him!" The shock of this information loosened Spurlock's grip on the dog, who bolted out of the kitchen and out of the house, maintaining his mile-a-minute gait until he reached the jungle muck, where he proceeded to neutralize the poison with which he had been lathered by rolling in the muck.
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