There isn’t a husband breathing, Annabel, who wouldn’t have blessed that pistol in your hands, and prayed God that the bullet might go straight. “We will take it then,” he said, “that you have refused or ignored one request I have made you this morning. And it’s no use thinking he’d stop her. Both had very singular faces; very odd wigs, very much pulled over their brows; and very large cravats, very much raised above their chins. Men usually do. “Why not?” “Because you are mine. She was aware of it now as if it were a voice shouting outside a house, shouting passionate verities in a hot sunlight, a voice that cries while people talk insincerely in a darkened room and pretend not to hear.
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