"I can't hold it much longer—it'll break my wrist. She liked his face; it had on it the suggestion of gentleness, of fineness. ’ ‘Uh-oh,’ came from her infuriating suitor and his eyes dropped to the weapon she was dragging from the holster under her petticoat. ‘Cover her, men. What he there noticed occasioned a marked change in his demeanour. Then Capes’ footsteps approached. He beamed a little as she disappeared into the orchestra room, a cacophony of tuning instruments.
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