It was not fear nor shame that made the eyes of Jacqueline so wide as she stared past Pierre toward the door.

He glanced across his shoulder, and blocking the entrance to the room, literally filling the doorway, was the bulk of Jim Boone.
"Seems as if I was sort of steppin' in on a little family party," he said.

"I'm sure glad you two got acquainted so quick.

Jack, how did you and--What the hell's your name, lad ?" "He tricked me, dad, or he would never have got the gun away from me.
This--this Pierre--this beast--he got me to talk of Hal.

Then he stole--" "The point," said Jim Boone coldly, "is that he _got_ the gun.