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In a moment the brisk evening breeze caught the lank canvas and bellied it taut. And all the old—the old trick of shrinking up like a snail at a touch. This time there wasn't any doubt. And, stretching out his hand, he lifted the dark object from the flood. She felt her canines grow, the hunger consuming her. Then he understood. Jack had thus been six hours in accomplishing his arduous task. “HASSELL’S CAMP, “NEAR COLORADO. ” There was a moment’s silence.
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