CHAPTER XI. The odour of kerosene permeated the bungalow; but Ruth mitigated the nuisance to some extent by burning native punk in brass jars. \"High Five, Lucy!\" Michelle exclaimed. "Fly, Captain, fly!" vociferated Blueskin; "I shan't be able to keep these devils down. “HASSELL’S CAMP, “NEAR COLORADO. Any man might have endeavoured to protect himself in this fashion, a man with no one to care, with an unnameable terror at the thought (as if it mattered!) of being buried in alien earth, far from the familiar places he loved.
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