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Swinging his limber arms, the little blue clad Chinaman scuffed behind Mr. Keith and the boys to the mouth of the unfinished well. Over this stood the temporary windlass, its huge bucket swaying to and fro above the dizzy hollow.
Kirke noticed that this hollow was deeper than when he had seen it last, and the mound of loose earth near it was considerably higher.