. . He heard the panting of the donkey-engine, then the slithering of the anchor chains. It was a dark mysterious place, and what it was used for no one exactly knew; but it was called by those who had seen it the Well Hole. " "Where are the assassins?" cried Sheppard. " "Have you told her?" "Told her? Told her what?" Spurlock sat straight in his chair. The policy of this step was immediately apparent. Spurling stood her negro attendant, Caliban; a hideous, misshapen, malicious monster, with broad hunched shoulders, a flat nose, and ears like those of a wild beast, a head too large for his body, and a body too long for his legs.
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