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He paused, and in his cheek the anger burned:

Then turning to the table, he poured out

More water. But before he drank he turned⁠—

Then leaped back to the window with a shout

For there⁠—it was no dream⁠—beyond all doubt

He saw the Master crouch with levelled gun,

Cackling in maniac voice, “Run, Dymer, run!”