Nobody can trust you. In the first place, Mrs. Jane was a smoldering auburn-haired Irish beauty who seldom spoke to anyone. Occasionally the flames would bend, twist and writhe crazily as the punka-boy bestirred himself. "Go to the pump, Nab," he said, when this was done, "and fill a pail with water.
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