His hand went to his pocket and extracted a neat silver-mounted pistol. ‘Espèce de bête,’ she snarled. I need scarcely ask whether you've executed your appointed task, my dear? You're never behindhand. ” She roused herself from some dream at the word. " In the living room Spurlock's glance was constantly drawn toward Ruth; but in fear that she might sense something wrong, he walked over to the piano and struck a few chords. “Let me know the truth. There isn’t a husband breathing, Annabel, who wouldn’t have blessed that pistol in your hands, and prayed God that the bullet might go straight.
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