She paused. “I’m sorry, ma’am, to seem the cause of any disturbance, but this,” he pointed to Anna, “is my wife. Only her ungloved fingers, and the arms in their long tight sleeves as she held the heavy gun aloft, bore any sign of stiffness. There was a concerted gasp of shock from both the black-garbed lad and the coachman. A cry was then raised by the leaders to attack Wild's house, and the fury of the mob was instantly directed to that quarter. A small handgun bobbed at the end of it, aimed at Sheila.
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