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Chapter 3 THE BLACK GIANT.

Word Count: 1224    |    Released on: 01/12/2017

re enough of them scattered between my cradle bed and the bed of this engulfing river. But I thought of many a foolish thing, a pair of red-top boots, a whistle made of will

ger in my nostrils, and I sank to sleep. When I awoke again the day was broad. And never before had I realized what broad day meant; it was the opposite of the sharp and narrow lights that had shot out of the thick darkness enshrouding my mind. Everything was clear to me now. The explosion had occurred at the moment when the pilot took my hand. But was I now on board another steamer? No, my apartment was too spacious and too stately. There were pictures on the walls, and on the mantel stood a marble statuette-the Diver. Undoubtedly I had been brought into a private hous

, you won't need any more of that. Well," he continued, turning again to his

ou a question," I cried as he turned to le

" he good-hum

" I persisted. "Just this minute I t

, "show him that his legs are all

e cover he proved that I had not been robbed by t

pretty ba

ming along all right. All we've got to guard against now is a rise i

ers of the company.

You shall have all the details in d

ful to find that the day was still broad. I was conscious that someone was in the room, and, s

d, "and I have waited for you to awake s

have betrayed my astonishment, for his thick lips parted in a smile, broad, but sedate. He appeared to be pleased at my surpr

d for you to eat," he said, "but don't try to sit up. Her

ing the position too painful to endure. He eased m

you sit

thank y

me tired to

d he towered so, even after sitting down, that he inspired a feeling of creepy dread, his eyes so black and his smile so grave; and I was

were other stricken ones that I might have nursed, but I hea

artiality to my professio

by the partiality of the flesh, but by the duty laid upon the spirit. Most anyon

actor's soul is in esp

t to engage you in a talk that might bring weariness upon you. For a few nights to come th

re you?" I

pel that sinners may be brought to repentance; and my name is Was

am I? Tel

s servants are watching over you. But I mus

turned he sat down, though not upon a chair, but

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