She was breathing hard, dragging for air, half in fright and half because the sudden effort had used up what little air she had managed to draw so briefly. “You must remember,” she said, “that you yourself are responsible for your altered looks. Sordid; but that was not Ruth's term for it; she had no precise commentary to offer. Speedily recovering himself, however, he rejoined, with forced calmness, "You are mistaken, Sir. ‘You wouldn’t know one end of a pistol from the other. ” They clambered down the hill together. I hate myself!” She collapsed to the floor, sobbing.
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