‘Don’t concern yourself,’ Gerald said calmly. He was not Meysey Hill, but an Englishman of business, and he had only a small income. She released her clutch on it as, dizzy with exhaustion, she leaned against the back of the pew and closed her eyes, her fingers grasping out automatically for support. He was shifting to reach his own weapon, which had fallen in between the pews at the back.
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