"Forgive me—oh, forgive me!" "Forgive you—bless you!" she gasped. ’ ‘The tables, they are turned, I think,’ she returned. Beside me on Anna’s table was a pistol. I never intended it to be anything but a short story, for I had never completed even the shortest of stories unless forced to in grammar school. The rest was easy. She knew now the supreme human energy which sent men to hell or carried them to their earthly heights. “I was half hoping that I might be allowed to see you home.
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