Sometimes—a lonely forlorn child—she had gone to him and put her arms around his neck. ’ ‘There is no need for this,’ he ventured mildly, and lifted his finger to show his own pistol was not cocked. "Aha! my lad!" he cried without appearing to regard the pain of the wound; "now I'll show you no quarter. ’ They moved to the door, while the lady shrugged, and then seated herself, glancing from the window into the street below, and then turning again to watch them in their huddle at the other side of the library.
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