Blueskin and the Minters were dragging Wood to the pump. Perhaps these few words were the first real conscious words he had uttered in days. His back was no sooner turned, than she slipped this casket into the box. He sat back in an easy chair with a hand upon each of the elbows, and looked steadfastly into the fire. The coconut plantation covered the west side. He had a narrow escape, however; for, passing within an inch of him, the bullet burried itself deeply in the wall. She had heard of women journalists, women writers, and so forth; but she was not even admitted to the presence of the editors she demanded to see, and by no means sure that if she had been she could have done any work they might have given her. Then he did give way a bit.
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