Spurlock began to munch his water-chestnuts. "Are you my son? Are you Jack?" "I am," replied Jack. ” Just then the man’s eyes opened. At any rate, here I am, and here I shall be, twenty thousand feet above all your poison-reeking cities, up where God’s wind comes fresh from heaven, very near indeed to the untrodden snows. Now he lay there, a doubled-up mass, with ugly distorted features, and a dark wet stain dripping slowly on to the carpet.
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