Lucy jammed her foot down onto Mark McCloskey’s forehead. He kept that, but the rest. Left to himself, he took a survey of the room, and his heart leaped as he beheld over the, chimney-piece, a portrait of himself. Michelle briskly made introductions and then joined the fray of conversations. Holding down the light, he perceived that the wounded man had risen to the surface, and was trying to clamber up the slippery sides of the well.
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