Only her ungloved fingers, and the arms in their long tight sleeves as she held the heavy gun aloft, bore any sign of stiffness. What can she be? The wife of a country tradesman, or a duchess? And such a meek little husband too. “My sister is sure to be out. ‘There are no Remenhams left. She uncrossed her legs and lowered herself, carefully and slowly, until she lay supine.
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