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I saw Mrs. Daisie’s little hand pausefor a moment at the odd lump underhis shirt and feel it with the dexterityof a pickpocket	[Frontispiece]
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I made straight for the sound, and therein the growing moonlight, behind thewhite stems of a clump of betel-palm,was the Marquis—dancing	[18]
I have never been called a nervous man;but I was down the ladder and out inthe street almost before the Marquis	[67]
The spectacle of the Marquis, in a dirtysinglet and trousers, and bare feet,doing the war-dance of the priests in“Athalie” in the main street at twoo’clock in the morning, is one of thethings I expect to remember all the restof my life	[120]
It was awful to see them struggling andreeling and gripping at each other, thereat the bottom of the sea, where a tangledlife-line or a nipped air-tube meantcertain death	[159]
I cannot describe the extraordinary appearancehe made there on the mountain-topin the scarlet dawn, with thecannibals looking on while he performedhis incantations	[217]
His gigantic figure, clad in pink andgreen pajamas, seemed to fill the store;he had at least a dozen arms and legsand every one of them smashed everythingit touched	[260]
The bird stretched out its neck with thedarting pounce of a snake, snatchedat the gaudy little book, gulped, swallowedand——	[301]

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THE SORCERER’S STONE