There were no doors in the bungalow; instead, there were curtains of strung bead and bamboo, always tinkling mysteriously. With a drawn cutlass in one hand and a cocked pistol in the other, Blueskin rushed up stairs. The dark and desperate thoughts that were passing through his mind at this time will presently be shown.
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