Dead Men Tell No Tales

from the chair which I had left and he had taken. “It was the work of the same cane that killed the steward. Don’t tell me an Englishman would have done it; and yet you said nothing about that either!”

It was my first glimpse of this side of my young host’s character. Nor did I admire him the less, in his spirited indignation, because much of this was clearly against myself. His eyes flashed. His face was white. I suddenly found myself the cooler man of the two.


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from the chair which I had left and he had taken. “It was the work of the same cane that killed the steward. Don’t tell me an Englishman would have done it; and yet you said nothing about that either!”

It was my first glimpse of this side of my young host’s character. Nor did I admire him the less, in his spirited indignation, because much of this was clearly against myself. His eyes flashed. His face was white. I suddenly found myself the cooler man of the two.


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