She held out her arms to him and smiled. To his consternation, she was holding an unwieldy, ugly-looking pistol, all wood and tarnished steel, with both hands about the butt. She fluttered it with a trembling hand, averting her eyes from his, and he could hear her uneven breath behind it. He picked up the remote and sat himself to her right. " "Halloo, Nab!" vociferated Quilt. ‘Tchah! So you’re the whelp’s girl, are you? Suppose you’ve nothing but that villainous French in your tongue.
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