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Then Allie felt the incredible strangeness of being glad that Neale was not to find her there that Larry was not to throw his guns on Durade's crowd. There might be a chance of her being liberated without violence. This reaction left her weak and dazed for a while. Still she heard the low voices of the gamesters, the slap of cards and clink of gold.
She was not ready yet to court death. "Wait," she said. "A-huh!" he grunted, breathing heavily. He was an animal, slow- witted and brutal. "Fresno, I am Durade's girl!" she went on. "I thought I knowed you. But you're grown to be a woman an' a dam' pretty one." Allie drew him aside, farther from the others, who had renewed a loud altercation.
He was sober and terrible. Like the mad woman that I was I rushed at him to tear her away. He shot me. I see his eyes now. But oh, thank God, he shot me! It was a deliverance. I fell on the stairs, but I saw that flaming-faced devil kill four of Durade's men. He got Allie Lee out. Later I heard he had been killed and that Durade had caught the girl. Neale, hurry to find her. Kill that Spaniard.
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