To his consternation,
she was holding an unwieldy, ugly-looking pistol, all wood and tarnished steel,
with both hands about the butt. Miss Stanley had determined from the
outset to have the warmest affection for her youngest niece and to be a second
mother in her life—a second and a better one; but she had found much to battle
with, and there was much in herself that Ann Veronica failed to understand. On the right, stood a bulky figure, with a
broken rattle hanging out of his great-coat pocket, who held up a lantern to his
battered countenance to prove to the spectators that both his orbs of vision were
darkened: on the left, a meagre constable had divested himself of his shirt, to
bind up with greater convenience a gaping cut in the arm. But I should certainly want to be rid of Mr. In the meanwhile, as he talked, he scrutinized her face, ran his
eyes over her careless, gracious poise, wondered hard about her.
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