Dead Men Tell No Tales



“There was so much to tell you! It leads to the sea. Oh, what shall we do? You must hide - upstairs - anywhere!” cried Eva, wildly. “Leave them to me - leave them to me.”

“I like that,” said I; and I did; but I detested myself for the tears my words had drawn, and I prepared to die for them.

“They’ll kill you, Mr. Cole!”

“It would serve me right; but we’ll see about it.”

And I stood with my revolver very ready in my right hand,


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“There was so much to tell you! It leads to the sea. Oh, what shall we do? You must hide - upstairs - anywhere!” cried Eva, wildly. “Leave them to me - leave them to me.”

“I like that,” said I; and I did; but I detested myself for the tears my words had drawn, and I prepared to die for them.

“They’ll kill you, Mr. Cole!”

“It would serve me right; but we’ll see about it.”

And I stood with my revolver very ready in my right hand,


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