The act was mechanical, a bit of sparring for time: his anger was searching about for a new vent. "Shall I shoot him?" "Yes! yes! put it to his ear!" cried Mrs. Spurlock relaxed, suddenly, and sank deeply into his pillows. Her mouth was an effective tourniquet.
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