A faint, delightfully humorous smile parted her lips. ” “Sir John is an ass!” he declared. " Some innate sense of balance told her that something was wrong with these tales. These thoughts, however, came to a broken end. 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. She set her fingers in the hair and tugged, drawing him to a sitting posture and stooping so that her eyes would be on the level with his when he awoke.
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