a little in an agitation which made me like him better and better. “The cold-blooded villain!” he kept muttering; “the infernal, foreign, bloodthirsty rascal! Perhaps you were right; it couldn’t have done any good, I know; but - I only wish he’d lived for us to hang him, Cole! Why, a beast like that is capable of anything: I wonder if you’ve told me the worst even now?” And he stood before me, with candid suspicion in his fine, frank eyes.
a little in an agitation which made me like him better and better. “The cold-blooded villain!” he kept muttering; “the infernal, foreign, bloodthirsty rascal! Perhaps you were right; it couldn’t have done any good, I know; but - I only wish he’d lived for us to hang him, Cole! Why, a beast like that is capable of anything: I wonder if you’ve told me the worst even now?” And he stood before me, with candid suspicion in his fine, frank eyes.
