The captain fired a shot at Mr.Donald, just as he was getting up; and as he ran out, shouted to me: "'I will come back for you, missy.' "If it had not been for Mr.Donald falling to the ground, I should have fainted; but Alice called me as she ran to him, and I think I was trying to lift him up when the constable ran in, and I knew we were saved." Reuben had given a sudden start, when Kate Ellison mentioned the name of Tom Thorne, but he had not interrupted her.
"I had a score against that scoundrel before," he said, as she finished; "and by heavens, I will settle accounts with him when I meet him.

I could have forgiven him for the wrongs he did me; but now--" and his fingers closed on the hilt of the pistol in his belt.
Kate, who had been looking down as she told her story, raised her eyes at the tone of intense passion in the young officer's words; and a sudden flush of colour mounted into her cheeks, which were pale from the terror and excitement through which she had gone.
"I say ditto to Captain Whitney," Mr.Barker said.

"I don't know anything about his previous doings against him; but I know that, if ever I come across the scoundrel, I will shoot him as a dog.
"Even you can't say anything against that, wife, though you are always on the side of mercy." "No," Mrs.Barker agreed.

"I would say nothing to stay your hand there, John.

Even putting this aside, he has committed a score of murders; and there will be no more wrong, in shooting him, than there would be in killing a wild beast.
"That is the sound of a horse coming, at a gallop.