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In a single breath the face of Jean Croisset became no more than a mask of what it had been. The taunting smile left his lips and a gray pallor spread over his face as he saw Howland's finger crooked firmly on the trigger of his revolver. In another instant there came the sound of a metallic snap.
"Damnation! An empty cartridge! " Howland exclaimed. "I forgot to load after those three shots at the cup. It's coming this time, Jean!"