. The American Legion Weekly [Volume 1, No. 22 (November 28, 1919)] . A shot echoedlthrough the hallway. A familiar figure lurched into view. his face twitching in the throes of death. It was Marvin Belknap, Branch caught his breath had identified her and felt suddenlynumb at the thought of the nickering light had shown a wisp ofcoppery hair protruding from under aclose-fitting hat, a straight nose and adetermined little chin—a face that hadnot lost its wistful beauty in five girl was Mary Knight—ward of theman who lay dead on the threshold ofthe tower
. The American Legion Weekly [Volume 1, No. 22 (November 28, 1919)] . A shot echoedlthrough the hallway. A familiar figure lurched into view. his face twitching in the throes of death. It was Marvin Belknap, Branch caught his breath had identified her and felt suddenlynumb at the thought of the nickering light had shown a wisp ofcoppery hair protruding from under aclose-fitting hat, a straight nose and adetermined little chin—a face that hadnot lost its wistful beauty in five girl was Mary Knight—ward of theman who lay dead on the threshold ofthe tower room. He gave no sign of recognition, butstepped quicldy to the cab and enteredit. His ready acquiescence threw thegirl off her guard. She followed himinto the car, just as it darted awayfrom the curb, and was thrown againstthe door frame by the jerk as the clutchengaged. Before she could regain her equilibrium he had seized her right wrist. The struggle was brief. She droppedthe pistol with an angry sob, but madeno outcry as he recovered it and forcedher back
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