We shall have a reg'lar squall afore we gets across. ‘Who’d believe me? And I’d have to tell my part in it all, too. Mrs. Doubts began to rise up all about her, plucking at her confidence. Gosse sagged under the impact, knocking over the card table, and falling to sit, half stunned, the discharged pistol flying from his slackened grasp. A slow horror was dawning in his fixed eyes.
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