” She looked at him quizzically. And yet it was basically a fine action. "Bring the light, Nab. " "I'm afraid I don't understand. 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. You're welcome to it. But the Ramage affair needed clearing up, of course; it was a flaw upon that project. " "There's some one in the garden at this moment," cried Jack; "I saw a face at the window. "Get a chair, Austin. She is English, and apparently in some distress. Soho! boys. She found it extremely difficult to infuse an air of quiet correctitude into her return through the window, and when she was safely inside she waved clinched fists and executed a noiseless dance of rage.
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