I can’t explain—” They regarded one another, each blinded to the other. Pah!’ She flounced about and, crossing to the bed, plonked down on it, pointedly averting her face and resting the large pistol in her lap. ’ ‘Don’t start arguing again, for God’s sake,’ snapped Roding irritably, dragging out his own large pocket-handkerchief. Never had he corrected her with hand or whip, the ring in his voice had always been sufficient to cower her.
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