“What has he done? “What shall I do. He swore that I was his wife, and—I shot him, Nigel, as his arms were closing around me. My poor Hoddy! I had to talk harshly, or break down and have hysterics. The room behind was another small antechamber, presumably linking the back rooms. The well of tears in her eyes was dry.
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