The sun-canvas was stowed; and Spurlock's chair was set forward the foremast, where the bulging jib cast a sliding blue shadow over him. A snarl contorted his features, and he marched up to it, laying his pistol down on the marquetry table so that his hands were free to grab the picture off the wall. Mr. Both Spurlock and McClintock stood by their chairs until she was gone. Of course he hadn't played the game wisely.
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