“Who are you?” She asked innocently. “I’m six hundred and forty-eight, John, but guess how old I look? Fifteen. ‘What are the chances, do you think, of that thing being already cocked?’ ‘Probably not even loaded,’ suggested Hilary hopefully. " Something in the child's voice, something in her manner, warned the spinster that her well-meaning inquisitiveness had received a set-back and that it would be dangerous to press it forward again. " "Stand off, Sir!" exclaimed Trenchard, starting suddenly backwards.
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