Dead Men Tell No Tales

stone; but now she turned her back upon him without a word. His face changed; the stormlight of passion and remorse played upon it for an instant; he made a step towards her, wheeled abruptly, and took me by the shoulder instead.

“Take care of her, Cole,” said he. “Whatever happens - take care of her.”

I caught him at the foot of the stairs. I do not defend what I did. But I had more ammunition; a few wadded bullets,


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stone; but now she turned her back upon him without a word. His face changed; the stormlight of passion and remorse played upon it for an instant; he made a step towards her, wheeled abruptly, and took me by the shoulder instead.

“Take care of her, Cole,” said he. “Whatever happens - take care of her.”

I caught him at the foot of the stairs. I do not defend what I did. But I had more ammunition; a few wadded bullets,


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