It belonged to his father, and was worn by him on the night he was murdered. The little matter of an accent may be misleading, I grant you, but —’ He was interrupted, and with impatience. He was confounded by the presence in which he found himself. She loves you too well for that. ’ ‘Uh-oh,’ came from her infuriating suitor and his eyes dropped to the weapon she was dragging from the holster under her petticoat. It was a port of call, since fortnightly a British mail-boat dropped her mudhook in the bay.
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