To his consternation,
she was holding an unwieldy, ugly-looking pistol, all wood and tarnished steel,
with both hands about the butt. "
"Ah! Sometimes I wonder I don't run amok and kill someone," said the Wastrel,
in broken English. ”
“You are foolish,” she declared, with a note of irritability in her tone. A thickly-set, sandy young man, with an
unwholesome complexion and grease-smooth hair, had entered the room. "I guess who you mean," rejoined Shotbolt. "I think you're all bewitched," she cried. ’
‘Not dead, miss. Once before—but that had been different. Hoddy, what made you do it? Whatever made you do it?"
"God knows! Something said to me: Take it! Take it! And … I took it. “To think that you were going to do it—and never said a
word! You are a little thin, but except for that you look—you look better than
ever. "Let him alone," said Trenchard authoritatively, "I have another question to
propose.
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