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It was the room of a mountain cabin, with its skiis and snowshoes; with its rough chinkings in the interstices of the logs which formed the mainstay of the house, with its four-paned windows, with its uncouthness, yet with its comfort. Barry noticed none of this. His eyes had centered upon the form of a girl standing beside the little window, where evidently she had gone from his bedside.
"Vun faller shoot me on de head, but de bullet yump off sidevays. Ju bet MacNair, he gif dem haal!" At the mention of MacNair's name Chloe sprang to her feet and continued along the cordon. One end of the storehouse and half the roof was ablaze, while thick, heavy smoke curled from beneath the full length of the eaves and through the chinkings of the logs.
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