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Gordon Craig

CHAPTER I
4/11

Fever ?" "No, bolo wound; got caught in the brush, and then lay out in a swamp all night, till our fellows got up." He looked at his watch, and I climbed into my seat.

"See here, I have n't time to talk now, but I believe you are the very fellow I am looking for.

If you want an easier job than this," waving a gloved hand toward the pile of lumber, "come and see me and we 'll talk it over." He took a card out of a morocco case, and wrote a line on it.
"Come to that address at nine o'clock tonight." I took the bit of pasteboard as he handed it up.
"All right, sir, I 'll be there on time." "Come to the side door," he added swiftly, lowering his voice, "the one on the south.

Give three raps.

By the way, what is your name ?" "Gordon Craig," I answered without pausing to think.


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