And, if I'd my own way, I'd drown 'em all like a litter o' puppies. ’ ‘But the general gave his permission. ’ A tiny giggle escaped her, and she lowered the pistol a trifle. No sterner head was ever beheld beneath the cowl of a monk, or the bonnet of an inquisitor. I mean—I mean to do what I can.
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