“Sebastianus? Where did my husband go?” He smiled at her gently, patronizingly, as he prevented her from movement or escape. With a cry of distress, she dropped the pistol and flew after him, racing past him to the door. Without betraying the slightest confusion, or making a single remark, he quietly resumed his seat. " "I shouldn't call her queer.
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