I suppose I ought to have been a man. Chapter VII MISS PELLISSIER’S SUSPICIONS “Anna!” Anna kissed her sister and nodded to her aunt. Restraining with an effort his intense curiosity, he talked of general subjects only, trying his best to entertain her. This was enough for the poor widow. And if you dare to produce any kind of weapon at all,’ he added, taking a plain brass-barrelled little pistol from his own pocket and levelling it, ‘I will have no compunction in blowing off your head, you madcap female. ” “Is my sister’s Christian name, then, of so much importance to you?” she asked with a faint smile. Afraid, no doubt, he thought grimly, that her other visitor would leave. "Sold a good many, though. And what took you to Remenham House?’ ‘I shall come to that presently,’ said Gerald cautiously.
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