"Why does she weep?" Ruth wanted to know. They were a dull grey, but the dark frizzed hair that framed her face was attractive. ‘Pardon, milor’,’ said Valade, ‘but Monsieur Charvill, he was not at fault. His hand went to his pocket and extracted a neat silver-mounted pistol. I’m too young 117 for this to sound right.
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