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The Ruby of Kishmoor—Howard Pyle’s Book of Pirates
his hand, and Jonathan striving with all the energy of despair to prevent him from effecting his murderous purpose.
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In the struggle our hero became thrust against the edge of the table. He felt as though his back were breaking, and became conscious that in such a situation he could hope to defend himself only a few moments longer. The stranger’s face was pressed close to his own. His hot breath, strong with the odor of garlic, fanned our hero’s cheek, while his lips, distended into a ferocious and ferine grin, displayed his sharp teeth shining in the candlelight.
“Give me ze ball!” he said, in a harsh and furious whisper.
At the moment there rang in Jonathan’s ears the sudden and
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