‘It were that there major, miss. " "A child!" thought Wood; it must be the fugitive Darrell. He sat alone in his brother’s old car night after night that summer, staring blankly at the red sky beyond the abandoned farmhouse where she had once shown him her secrets. Gosse sagged under the impact, knocking over the card table, and falling to sit, half stunned, the discharged pistol flying from his slackened grasp. "You'd better surrender quietly, Jack," he cried; "you've no chance. “I’ve never been prone to them.
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