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Coming on the top crest of his murderous intentions, he had walked straight into an ambuscade, and now stood, with his hands impotently lifted, staring at the verandah. The party was now broken up. Attwater leaned on a post, and kept Davis covered with a Winchester. One of the servants was hard by with a second at the port arms, leaning a little forward, round-eyed with eager expectancy.
It should be done now, as he went in. From behind? It was difficult to get there. From across the table? No, the captain preferred to shoot standing, so as you could be sure to get your hand upon your gun. The best would be to summon Huish, and when Attwater stood up and turned ah, then would be the moment.
I am a plain man and very literal. WHOM GOD HATH JOINED TOGETHER, are the words, I fancy. So one married them, and respects the marriage, said Attwater. 'Ah! said Herrick. 'You see, I may look to make an excellent marriage when I go home, began Attwater, confidentially. 'I am rich.
Attwater fired; there came a spasmodic movement of the victim, and immediately above the middle of his forehead, a black hole marred the whiteness of the figure-head. A dreadful pause; then again the report, and the solid sound and jar of the bullet in the wood; and this time the captain had felt the wind of it along his cheek.
Attwater intrigued, puzzled, dazzled, enchanted and revolted him; alive, he seemed but a doubtful good; and the thought of him lying dead was so unwelcome that it pursued him, like a vision, with every circumstance of colour and sound.
Two of his companions observed him narrowly, Attwater with raking, sidelong glances that did not interrupt his talk, the captain with a heavy and anxious consideration. 'Well, I must say this sherry is a really prime article, said Huish. ''Ow much does it stand you in, if it's a fair question?
But understand! if ever I see any of you again, it is another matter, and you shall eat a bullet. And now take yourself off. March! and as you value what you call your life, keep your hands up as you go! The captain remained as he was, his hands up, his mouth open: mesmerised with fury. 'March! said Attwater. 'One two three! And Davis turned and passed slowly away.
'I do not understand you, said Herrick. 'Not? said Attwater. 'You seem to speak in riddles, said Herrick, unsteadily. 'I do not understand what manner of man you are, nor what you are driving at. Attwater stood with his hands upon his hips, and his head bent forward.
He spread out his arms like a crucifix, his face shone with the brightness of a seraph's; in his voice, as it rose to the last word, the tears seemed ready. Herrick made a vigorous call upon himself. 'Attwater, he said, 'you push me beyond bearing. What am I to do? I do not believe. It is living truth to you; to me, upon my conscience, only folk-lore.
The devil, at this staggering disappointment, looked out of Huish's face, and Attwater was swift to suspect. He frowned, he stared on the little man, and considered. Why should he be creeping nearer? The next moment, his gun was at his shoulder. 'Kindly oblige me by opening your hands.
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