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For a moment he looked down at the man contemptuously To have

befuddled his brain at such a time! Or was it because the wretch knew

that he, Thomas, would not dare cry out over his loss? He stepped

behind the sleeping man He wanted to fall upon him, beat hiht, fortunately, arm and thick Jameson had carelessly

thrown open his coat and vest Underneath he wore the usual

sailor-jersey Thomas steeled his arms With one hand he pulled the

roll collar away fro: sought in vain The light, the four drab walls, the haze of

tobacco s? Quick!" Thomas shook the man "Where is it?

Quick, or I'll throttle you!"

"Leain

Thoed a hand into the inside