Penny Dreadfuls, 1899 · page 78 of 239
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CHAPTER X. I LEAVE THEOS. But from that time on to the end events moved rapidly. The revolutionary club gathered themselves for a erand, final effort, coming out from their secret working, if such a thing could be said to exist in that country, and plainly hurled defiance at the rest of the state. It was then found that they numbered, as was stated, many of the police force and several judges of the country. But I can only describe the warfare as a gigantic battle of the elements, for not a sword was flashed, not a gun was fired, and there was no political wrangling. To a stranger visiting the country it would seem as if nothing was going on. And yet there was a strange force at work throughout the whole state, mind working upon mind, all the rest and quiet overturned, and men’s worst passions brought to the surface. It was like the atmosphere, hot and oppressive, charged with electricity before a thunderstorm. But after the battle had been waged for several days, whether by choice of force, the revolutionary club and its followers retired to the opposite side of the inland sea and encamped upon a charming plain directly across from Theon. ECORNIEOOOLKS (EO)