But I don’t care; I haven’t a spark of shame. She clenched her hands together and leaned forward in her chair, gazing steadily into the fire. “You heard no pistol-shot?” “None. ’ Triumph leapt in Gerald’s chest. Cool and sunny, it seemed that God himself smiled upon that day, the sunbeams streaming through the magnificent arches dustily as the priest murmured in soporific Latin. The pistol was lowered slightly.
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