[Chapter Twelve]
Lora Lacey:
Oh, Spider, please. It can't do you any harm now. You stole those diamonds in Kimberley and framed it on Donald. Won't you tell the truth, please?
Spider Webb:
[smiles]
After what... you and your friends, the Ivory Patrol, have done to me, I should... do you a favor?
[Spider laughs, coughs, and dies]
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