Ennison listened, and he forgot where he was. ‘I know just what he was doing. There isn’t a husband breathing, Annabel, who wouldn’t have blessed that pistol in your hands, and prayed God that the bullet might go straight. Wood, carving for his friends, and pledging the carpenter, he had his hands full.
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