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Portrait of Edgar Wallace Edgar Wallace Sanders of the River — VI.—THE DANCING STONES (1911)

For a moment the Yitingi stood, and then, as with a wild yell which was three-parts fear, the Ochori charged, the king's soldiers broke and fled.
They carried Sanders to the steamer quickly, for the Yitingi would re-form, being famous night fighters. Sanders, sitting on the deck of the steamer nursing his burnt feet and swearing gently, heard the scramble of the Ochori as they got into their canoes, heard the grunting of his Houssas hoisting the Maxim on board, and fainted again.
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Portrait of Edgar Wallace Edgar Wallace Sanders of the River — VI.—THE DANCING STONES (1911)

Heroes should be tall and handsome, with flashing eyes; Sanders was not so tall, was yellow of face, moreover had grey hair. Heroes should also be of gentle address, full of soft phrases, for such tender women who come over their horizon; Sanders was a dispassionate man who swore on the slightest provocation, and had no use for women any way.
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Portrait of Edgar Wallace Edgar Wallace Sanders of the River — VI.—THE DANCING STONES (1911)

The bargaining went on through the night and all the next day, and in the end the envoy of the great king grew impatient.
"Let the woman be sent for," he said, and obedient to the summons came Daihili, demure enough, yet with covert glances of encouragement to the unemotional ambassador, and with subtle exhibitions of her charms.
"Woman," said the messenger, "the greatest of kings desires you, will you come?"
"Lord," said the girl, "I wish for nothing better."
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