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The excerpt represents the core issue or deciding factor on which you must meditate, and is drawn from The Cruise of the Jasper B. by Don Marquis: face was almost within touching distance; as it vanished Cleggett
heard the sharp, whistling intake of the fellow's breath--and
then a click that told him the other's last cartridge was gone.
Cleggett clubbed his pistol and leaped forward, striking at the
place where the gleaming teeth had been. His blow missed; he
spun around with the force of it. As he steadied himself to
shoot again he heard a rush behind him and knew that his men had
come to his assistance.
"Collar him!" he cried. "Don't shoot, or----"
But he did not finish that sentence. A thousand lights danced
before his eyes, Niagara roared in his ears for an instant, and
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