He could drill you full
of holes if that were his intention. Mr. Braddock, are you armed?"
"No," said Braddock. "Do you suppose, if I had a gun, I would be
standing behind this girl?"
"Do you hear that, cabby? Do you, Colonel? Now, I want to say just
this to you, sir; I am going to the nearest police station and swear
out a warrant for your arrest. I can't hold you myself, but I can do
the next best thing. I can land you in jail for attempted murder."
Colonel Grand stared at him with uncomprehending eyes, a sickly smile
on his lips.
"You know better than--" he began.
David cut him short with an exclamation. Then he walked out to the
curb, opened the cab door and coolly motioned for Colonel Grand to
step down and enter.
Mary Braddock waited no longer. She sped down the steps, passing the
slow-moving, stupefied Colonel, and ruthlessly shoved Roberta Grand to
one side, taking her stand in front of her husband, facing his foe.
"It isn't necessary for my husband to shield himself behind your flesh
and blood, Colonel Grand," she said, her head erect. "Now, if you care
to shoot, you have both of us at your mercy.
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