CHAPTER XVIII The doctor reached for the key and studied it sombrely. "My horse is at the door, saddled, with pistols in the holsters,—mount him and fly. "Put about, waterman, for God's sake!" cried Wood, whose humanity got the better of every personal consideration; "some one is overboard. Do you hear me, Sir? Won't you stir!" "Not a step," replied Langley, gruffly. The bars dropped noiselessly and slowly down, till the chain tightened at the staple. I'll show you the Shamien; and we can talk all we want. All make the same answer—'d—n you, keep it.
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