Dead Men Tell No Tales

we looked in each other’s eyes with the same thought.

“That’s Harris,” said I, with, I fear, but little compassion in my tone or in my heart just then.

“Where are the others ?” cried Eva piteously.

“God knows,” said I; “they may be done for, too.”

“If they are!”

“It’s better than the death they would have lived to die.”

“But only one of them was a wilful murderer! Oh, Mr. Cole - Mr. Cole - go and see what has happened;


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we looked in each other’s eyes with the same thought.

“That’s Harris,” said I, with, I fear, but little compassion in my tone or in my heart just then.

“Where are the others ?” cried Eva piteously.

“God knows,” said I; “they may be done for, too.”

“If they are!”

“It’s better than the death they would have lived to die.”

“But only one of them was a wilful murderer! Oh, Mr. Cole - Mr. Cole - go and see what has happened;


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