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An Invasion
“Well,then,afterall,”saidtheenviousBoxtel,—raisinghislividfacefromhishandsinwhichithadbeenburied—“ifhehasthem,hecankeepthemonlyaslongashelives,and——”
Therestofthisdetestablethoughtwasexpressedbyahideoussmile.
“ThebulbsareattheHague,”hesaid,“therefore,IcannolongerliveatDort:away,then,forthem,totheHague!totheHague!”
AndBoxtel,withouttakinganynoticeofthetreasuresabouthim,soentirelywerehisthoughtsabsorbedbyanotherinestimabletreasure,lethimselfoutbythewindow,glideddowntheladder,carrieditbacktotheplacewhencehehadtakenit,and,likeabeastofprey,returnedgrowlingtohishouse.
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