" Nothing on land or water was spared by the remorseless gale. " "Who's lost?" demanded Ireton. There was a lapse of time, an interval of blackness; then he found his hand in hers and she was leading him at a run up the side of the mountain. Her heavy pistol came up again, although she did not rise. In his desire to be emphatic and to avenge himself for his over-night distresses, he speedily became brutal, more brutal than she had ever known him before.
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