"Because she's a fire-opal, and
to the world at large they bring bad luck. He loaded
the launch with a thousand pounds—all she could carry—and started home
immediately after sundown; but even then he lost from a hundred to a hundred
and fifty pounds before he had the stuff cached in McClintock's bamboo-covered
sawdust pit. "I knew how it would be," she cried, in the shrill voice peculiar to a shrew,
"when you brought that worthless hussy's worthless brat into the house. It will be his interest to do so. "
"With all his cunning, he may meet with his match," continued Kneebone,
laughing. He was confined in the Middle Stone Ward, a spacious apartment, with good
light and air, situated over the gateway on the western side, and allotted to him,
not for his own convenience, but for that of the keepers, who, if he had been
placed in a gloomier or more incommodious dungeon, would have necessarily
had to share it with him. She placed the freezer back on top of Ray Plote's old
hiding place, now his permanent resting place.
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