His mother smiled in return, an act that brightened her thin face. “Tell your sister she was right to shoot, quite right. “Rubbish!” he answered. ‘Do not beg my pardon. Somebody to depend upon her; somebody to have need of her, if only for a little while. " CHAPTER XIII.
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