Gosse had moved forward, his pistol arm out straight, his aim true, the gun cocked. " And she flung herself between them. " The phrase was new, but Ruth nodded understandingly. "Married!—no—no," replied the woollen-draper. “You belong to me,” he said fiercely; “the marriage certificate is in my pocket. 192 Her skirt had ridden almost to her hips.
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