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Boiling and wheezing springs, fast-forming sulphur columns, and clouds of choking steam, rise from the yellow and orange-powdered earth. A deafening noise issues from the self-building architecture of ruddy pillars, the bubbling of boiling mud, and the shrill spouting of hot vapours from narrow orifices in the trembling crust of the fire-charged earth.
"Oh, Beck then you oughtn't!" Margaret protested. "Well, I wasn't!" Rebecca said uncomfortably. "We went to see if Maudie's racket had come. You won't will you, Mark?" "Tell Mother no, I won't," Margaret said, with a long sigh. She looked sideways at Rebecca, the dainty, fast-forming little figure, the even ripple and curl of her plaited hair, the assured pose of the pretty head.
He had paid the penalty for a moment's indiscretion with his life. McKee quickly unfastened the pin and seized the roll of bills. Skimming through the package, he smiled with satisfaction to see that the most of it was in small bills, and none of them stained. Carefully avoiding the fast-forming pool of blood which was oozing from the hole in the dead man's head, he hurried to the door.
The latter started from the gloomy stare with which he was regarding the fast-forming lines. "I have been offered the command of the camp," he said, almost fiercely. "I have refused it. Escape to the north would be too easy and I do not wish to escape. What do you think the centuries would do if I came home beaten? I who escaped so narrowly before?"
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