I wrote three letters yesterday and tore them up. ‘We?’ Gerald smiled. So perfect was the illusion, that he could almost fancy he heard the solemn voice of the ordinary warning him that his race was nearly run, and imploring him to prepare for eternity. And then amusement crept into Alderley’s chest and he let his pistol hand fall. “Who, me? I scare you?” He asked.
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