Sheila grabbed the gun and laughed hysterically, brandishing the weapon and baying like a bear. She was not squeamish—although the sight of the sergeant’s ominous preparations had severely tried her fortitude—but Kimble’s white face plagued her conscience. " "Get hence," continued Mrs. \"I'd like some popcorn. The hurricane appeared to have raged in this quarter with tenfold fury. She felt scrawny, lanky, badly dressed in a baggy black T-shirt, sweaty, not at all beautiful; not even pretty. Surely it was a dream.
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