Spurlock began to munch his water-chestnuts. 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. ’ ‘But two letters,’ put in the woman. “Let me get you some water, Annabel. " A deep indignant groan followed.
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