It seemed to her at this moment that there was nothing left for her to do. Gosse had moved forward, his pistol arm out straight, his aim true, the gun cocked. It did not matter in the least what name the young fellow was travelling under; all James Boyle O'Higgins wanted was the letter H. The young lady saw the change, and almost snorted. “Let go!” she gasped at him, a blaze of anger.
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