I struck him across the face, twisted the steering wheel of the motor, sprang out myself, and left him for dead on the road with the motor on top of him. “What a gloomy person you are!” she murmured. She wished he could smoke and dull his nerves a little. Gosse sagged under the impact, knocking over the card table, and falling to sit, half stunned, the discharged pistol flying from his slackened grasp. Unless they remind him now and then not to. It was denied him, for as he closed his eyes—though but for an instant—the whole scene of his former visit to the place rose before him.
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