You see, I—I am a woman worshipper. ‘If you shoot me,’ Gerald said quickly, throwing out a hand, ‘I shan’t be able to rescue you. ‘And I don’t mind telling you it goes agin’ the grain with me to let you go free and all, missie. She loved to be there, taking part in it all, breathing it, being it. ‘—without telling her why,’ he finished, ignoring the interjection. Easily I could have killed you.
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