A small handgun bobbed at the end of it, aimed at Sheila. The latter haughtily returned his salutation, and flung himself, as if exhausted, into a chair. She was always breaking rules, whispering asides, intimating signals. It’s just hard to keep things from her. ‘Yes, ma’am,’ agreed Gerald with a grin.
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