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The devils were out; never once did I doubt it. The alarm bell ringing loudly in the corridor, the tramp of feet as of an army marching, the cry of man to man proclaimed the fact beyond any cavil. If the clang of arms and the loud word of command had found me unwilling to believe that sailors must die that night on the reef to the southward side, the voice of Edmond Czerny himself, crying by the very door behind which I stood, would have answered the question for good and all. For Czerny I heard, I would have staked my life on it -- Czerny, whom last I had seen at Nice on the morning of his marriage.
"To the work, to the work! " I heard him shouting; "let Steinvertz come to me. There is a ship on the Caskets -- a ship, do you hear?"