Dead Men Tell No Tales

and I think it will be none. Up you go; wait a second in the room above, and I’ll find you an old cutlass. I shan’t be longer.” He turned to me with a wry smile. “We’re not half-armed,” he said; “they’ve caught us fairly on the hop; it should be fun! Good-by, Cole; I wish you’d had another round for that revolver. Good-by, Eva!”

And he held out his hand to our love, who had been watching him all this time with eyes of


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and I think it will be none. Up you go; wait a second in the room above, and I’ll find you an old cutlass. I shan’t be longer.” He turned to me with a wry smile. “We’re not half-armed,” he said; “they’ve caught us fairly on the hop; it should be fun! Good-by, Cole; I wish you’d had another round for that revolver. Good-by, Eva!”

And he held out his hand to our love, who had been watching him all this time with eyes of


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