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quagmire; and then he tossed his arms to heaven, and they were black to the elbow, and the glare of his eyes was ghastly. I could only gaze and pant; for my strength was no more than an infants, from the fury and the horror. Scarcely could I turn away, while, joint by joint, he sank from sight. |
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