Wood's reply, if he intended any, was cut short by a loud knocking at the door. " "You're fine, too. A short way off in the fields he descried a sort of shed or cow-house, and thither he contrived to drag his weary limbs. ” “Where is your husband?” Anna asked. . I have an idea that you are in some sort of trouble. You women, with your tricks of evasion, you’re a sex of swindlers. He took up his hat and went. ‘Ah, trying to be the young hero, I take it, which is why he near got hisself killed. ‘It weren’t my wish, miss, I can tell you that. She dropped on her knees by his side, and gently unbuttoned his waistcoat. You do not understand, and you would like to. 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.
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