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Portrait of Hugh Pendexter Hugh Pendexter The Bushfighters — X. In the Hay Barn (1920)

This was Putnam's chance; and, darting across the small plot sown to squash and pumpkins, he reached the middle cabin unobserved and bolted through the door. For a moment he was nonplused, believing that he was in the presence of the dead, and a mummy at that, so withered and shrunken was the figure in the box bunk. But the eyes flickered.
Putnam glided forwarded, but the face of the aged man betrayed no fear. Putnam placed a knife at the scraggy, wrinkled throat, but not a muscle of the parchment face moved.
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Portrait of Hugh Pendexter Hugh Pendexter The Bushfighters — X. In the Hay Barn (1920)

With an inarticulate roar the man swung the ax and rushed toward the puppy.
A heavy stamping of feet at the door and a loud voice calling out blasphemies disturbed the man's technique, and the ax fell wide of its victim. Now the puppy realized his danger, and, remembering only the kindly hand that had fed him the delectable-duck, he scampered whimpering into the stall.
The man with the ax regained his balance, his eyes bulging with a fear that bordered on madness. The man at the door ceased his blasphemy and led in a horse.
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Portrait of Hugh Pendexter Hugh Pendexter The Bushfighters — X. In the Hay Barn (1920)

No; it was the Evil One himself, cunningly hiding in that roll of fat. Form and size meant nothing. The Evil One could work his will through the instrumentality of a tiny worm.
This pet of Gros Pierre's appeared to be a puppy. But how could a puppy rifle a boiling kettle of its contents without upsetting it? How could he do this and then replace the cover? And did not the paralytic grandfather's eyes try to tell a terrible secret? God in heaven! At night the fell beast might transform itself into a ravening wolf.
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