Excerpt: ...said Caroline Smith, but her voice trembled, and her eyes told him to go on. "I'm going back and tell Bill Gregg that, down in your heart, you love him just about the same as he loves you!" "Oh," she asked, "would you say a thing like that? It isn't a bit true." "I'm afraid that's the way I see it. When I tell him that, you can lay to it that old Bill will let loose all holds and start for you, and, if they's ten brick walls and twenty gunmen in between, it won't make no difference. He'll find you, or die trying ...
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Excerpt: ...said Caroline Smith, but her voice trembled, and her eyes told him to go on. "I'm going back and tell Bill Gregg that, down in your heart, you love him just about the same as he loves you!" "Oh," she asked, "would you say a thing like that? It isn't a bit true." "I'm afraid that's the way I see it. When I tell him that, you can lay to it that old Bill will let loose all holds and start for you, and, if they's ten brick walls and twenty gunmen in between, it won't make no difference. He'll find you, or die trying." Before he finished she was clinging to his arm. "If you tell him, you'll be doing a murder, Ronicky Doone. What he'll face will be worse than twenty gunmen." "The gent that smiles, eh?" "Yes, John Mark. No, no, I didn't mean-" "But you did, and I knew it, too. It's John Mark that's between you and Bill. I seen you in the street, when you were talking to poor Bill, look back over your shoulder at that devil standing in the window of this house." "Don't call him that!" "D'you know of one drop of kindness in his nature, lady?" "Are we quite alone?" "Not a soul around." "Then he is a devil, and, being a devil, no ordinary man has a chance against him-not a chance, Ronicky Doone. I don't know what you did in the house, but I think you must have outfaced him in some way. Well, for that you'll pay, be sure! And you'll pay with your life, Ronicky. Every minute, now, you're in danger of your life. You'll keep on being in danger, until he feels that he has squared his account with you. Don't you see that if I let Bill Gregg come near me-" "Then Bill will be in danger of this same wolf of a man, eh? And, in spite of the fact that you like Bill-" "Ah, yes, I do!" "That you love him, in fact." "Why shouldn't I tell you?" demanded the girl, breaking down suddenly. "I do love him, and I can never see him to tell him, because I dread John Mark." "Rest easy," said Ronicky, "you'll see Bill, or else he'll die trying to get to you." "If you're his...
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