She removed it. "Weep on, reprobate," cried the carpenter, a little softened. He had informed her that to leave him would be a choice to live a life of meager subsistence. It would hurt no one. Look here. Only her ungloved fingers, and the arms in their long tight sleeves as she held the heavy gun aloft, bore any sign of stiffness.
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