Martin’s eyes seemed about to pop out of his head. Mrs. Swinging her arm in an arc, she let go of the foil and it flew across the chapel towards the main door, crashing down between the pews, and clattering onto the floor. ‘Never trust a gun in female hands,’ grumbled Hilary, dropping the nun’s habit and backing to join his friend. "I think you're all bewitched," she cried. . His wife's portrait had been removed from the walls, and the place it had occupied was only to be known by the cord by which it had been suspended.
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