Let us be gone. In truth, she had been quite glad to lose the argument about remaining while the bullet was dug out of Jack’s side. ‘Do you think I do not know? If this pig has not done so, there would be no need for me to do it. Annabel had taken her life into her hands with gay insouciance, had made her own friends, gone her own way. The world is like a peppery horse. If he ran less risk of being blown over, he stood a much greater chance of being washed off, or stifled.
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