It took her some time to control her quavering utterance sufficiently to say-- "I hope I may not have to use a gun.

I know it cannot be helped, but if I were to kill a human being I do not think I would ever rest again." "In that case I have indeed murdered sleep today," was the unfeeling reply.
"No! no! A man must be made of sterner stuff.

We have a right to defend ourselves.

If need be I will exercise that right.

Still it is horrid, oh, so horrid!" She could not see the sailor's grim smile.