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"Another slice, John!" said Pledge, pushing his plate, and cutting a big chunk from a loaf. Frank Stanhope turned slowly and held out his hands. As before, nobody moved..
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Lost Man's Swamp, so called because it was said that one straying into its depths never was able to extricate himself from its overpowering mists and treacherous quicksands, was lonely and forsaken. It lay like a festering sore on the breast of the world—black, menacing, hungry to gulp, dumb as to those mysteries and tragedies it had witnessed. It was whispered that the devil made his home in its pitchy ponds, which even in the fiercest cold of winter did not freeze. The man who had the reputation of being able to read criminals unerringly glanced keenly at the man's face. "Meanin' outsiders?" questioned Keeler. "All right then, see that you don't. Now, see here, I'll tell you somethin'. I did throw my rabbit's foot charm but that was to keep that ghost from follerin'. Maybe you two didn't hear it snort when it got to that charm an' tried to pass it, so's to catch up to us; but I heard it. Oh say, but wouldn't it be mad though?".
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