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She did not reply, for she was looking down the street, and presently she started as she gazed. She laid a hand suddenly on Foyle's arm. "See he's come," she said in a whisper, and as though not realising Goatry's presence. "He's come." Goatry looked as well as Foyle. "Halbeck the devil!" he said. Foyle turned to him. "Stand by, Goatry. I want you to keep a shut mouth. I've work to do."
Goatry was watching Halbeck's face in the glass, and saw the danger. He measured his distance. All at once Halbeck caught Goatry's face in the mirror. The dark devilry faded out of his eyes. His lips moved in a whispered oath. Every way was blocked. With a sudden wild resolution he raised the pistol to his head. It cracked, and he fell back heavily in the chair.
Goatry was watching Halbeck's face in the glass, and saw the danger. He measured his distance. All at once Halbeck caught Goatry's face in the mirror. The dark devilry faded out of his eyes. His lips moved in a whispered oath. Every way was blocked. With a sudden wild resolution he raised the pistol to his head. It cracked, and he fell back heavily in the chair.
Goatry was watching Halbeck's face in the glass, and saw the danger. He measured his distance. All at once Halbeck caught Goatry's face in the mirror. The dark devilry faded out of his eyes. His lips moved in a whispered oath. Every way was blocked. With a sudden wild resolution he raised the pistol to his head. It cracked, and he fell back heavily in the chair.
She did not reply, for she was looking down the street, and presently she started as she gazed. She laid a hand suddenly on Foyle's arm. "See he's come," she said, in a whisper, and as though not realizing Goatry's presence. "He's come." Goatry looked, as well as Foyle. "Halbeck the devil!" he said. Foyle turned to him. "Stand by, Goatry. I want you to keep a shut mouth. I've work to do."
She did not reply, for she was looking down the street, and presently she started as she gazed. She laid a hand suddenly on Foyle's arm. "See he's come," she said in a whisper, and as though not realising Goatry's presence. "He's come." Goatry looked as well as Foyle. "Halbeck the devil!" he said. Foyle turned to him. "Stand by, Goatry. I want you to keep a shut mouth. I've work to do."
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