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One evening Billy decided to have a grand celebration, so she passed out a tin marked "rhubarb" and some cornstarch, together with suitable instructions for a fruit pudding. In a little while the cook returned. "Nataka m'tund-I want fruit," said he. Billy pointed out, severely, that he already had fruit. He went away shaking his head. Evening and the pudding came.
The man's eyes seemed to have sunk into his head, deep seams to have creased his brow and jaws. Apparently Winkleman was on the point of dissolution. "Magi! nataka magi!" he gasped. The sentinel took the canteen from the peg where it hung and bent over the dying man. Instantly his throat was clasped by a pair of heavy and powerful hands. Two minutes later Winkleman rose to his feet free.
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