He turned and left her alone,—alone in the darkness, alone with her memories, alone with her sorrow, alone with her repentance, alone with the weapon.
She lifted the heavy revolver with trembling hand. There was a single cartridge left in the chamber.
The next morning, in great anxiety, Broadhead came back to the house. He found the woman sitting quite white and still where he had left her, and the revolver was empty!
THE CAPTAIN OF H. B. M. SHIP DIAMOND ROCK
THE TALE OF A STRANGE SHIP OFF MARTINIQUE
"Come one, come all! this rock shall fly
From its firm base as soon as I."
Scott
I.—THE CONDITION