You can find your way easily.

Tomorrow--" "Tomorrow, Pierre ?" "Yes." "I shall be waiting." With what a voice she said it! And then she was gone.
He turned quietly to big Dick Wilbur, on whose contorted face the moonlight fell.
"Say it, Dick, and have it out in cursing me, if that'll help." The big man stood with his hands gripped behind, fighting for self-control.
"Pierre, I've cared for you more than I've cared for any other man.
I've thought of you like a kid brother.

Now tell me that you haven't done this thing, and I'll believe you rather than my senses.

Tell me you haven't stolen the girl I love away from me; tell me--" "I love her, Dick." "Damn you! And she ?" "She'll forget me; God knows I hope she'll forget me." "I brought two guns with me.

Here they are." He held out the weapons.
"Take your choice." "Does it have to be this way ?" "If you'd rather have me shoot you down in cold blood ?" "I suppose this is as good a way as any." "What do you mean ?" "Nothing.