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To his consternation,
she was holding an unwieldy, ugly-looking pistol, all wood and tarnished steel,
with both hands about the butt. He righted a chair and sat in
it, his face in his hands. I sit back now, letting life slip by and musing
upon it; and I find my loneliness sweet. He has
helped me out of scrapes though, no end of times. . That’s the fact about them. “Call me Annabel. But to draw the
attention of the milice, no, that is not at all desirable. In the next place, she really had some
pretensions to beauty. "And now, I've one further request," faltered Jack; "though I scarcely know how
to make it. It was now
getting dusk, and he could only imperfectly distinguish the features and figure of
the stranger.
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