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    Mr.Fingerrolledintotheroomfromuhecrathedoor,hisbodycoveredincoldsweat.Hehadluckilyoncemoreescapedfromthejawsofdeathandhadnotfallenvictimtothesharpdteethofthergewildcat.Hepulledhimselftogetherandlookedaround.Hewasinasmallroomwithanaltar,onwhichtwoflickering,almostburntoutdlesgaveoffaweaklight.Therewerealsoseveralstatuesofgodsoar.Thergewildcat,angryatbeingdeprivedofitsmealwashowlingindignantlyoutsidethedoorandscratgthewoodendoorwithitssharpafiteatnotbeingabletopousvictimandbiteitwithitsrazor-liketeeth.herwasMr.Fingeroakethingslyingdown.Oncehewasreasonablyassuredofhissafety,hegotupfromthegroundandwalkedtothedoor,kickeditwithhisfeetandagainbeganhistirade,

    “Youdar,youanimal
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