"Of course," rejoined the bystander, who had just spoken, and who was of a
cynical turn,—"the greater the rascal, the better they like him. “I won’t have you quarrelling and crying
in the Avenue,” he said. That poor child, trying to
escape, and not knowing how. What she did not know, and what she was never to know, was that the divine fire
was hers. "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. “A Socialist of the order of John Ruskin. “We are Mr.
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