The farmer was a widow who was slightly famous around town for his prize cows and slightly more famous for his good looks. I’ve made no mention of guns and daggers or, indeed, any of the more exciting aspects of the business. “It sounds too ridiculous. " "So I find, Captain," rejoined Quilt, submissively; "but you're too noble-hearted to take advantage of my situation. At any rate, it would be good to hear him saying the sort of things he did—perhaps now she would grasp them better—with this world-shaking secret brandishing itself about inside her head within a yard of him. I snatched it up, pointed it blindly at him, and fired. If it wasn’t for the fear that after all—but we won’t think of that.
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