“Shot. By whom?” She was ashen to the lips.
“By a man called Duncan Boone.”
“I know him. He is a dangerous man.” 183
“Yes,” Melissy nodded. “I don’t think we know how very dangerous he is. We have all been deceived in him till recently.”
“Does he live here?”
“Yes. The strange thing is that he and Mr. Bellamy had never met in this country until a few days ago. There used to be some kind of a feud between the families. But you must know more about that than I do.”
“Yes. My family is involved in the feud. Mr. Bellamy is a distant cousin of mine.”
“So he told me.”
“Have you known him long?”
Melissy thought that there was a little more than curiosity in the quick look the young woman flung at her.