She still had her letter of credit. 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. \" Lucy replied. That delightful sense of free, unembarrassed movement was gone. " "If I thought so—" cried the knight fiercely; "but this is idle," he added, suddenly checking himself. The age of this individual could not be more than twenty-one; his figure was tall, robust, and gracefully proportioned; and his clear gray eye and open countenance bespoke a frank, generous, and resolute nature. So long as she stood beside him, he was safe. His eyes on Melusine, he uncocked the pistol, and then reached out to the portrait, grasping it by one edge.
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