The gun flew from his hand, clacking on the floor. You will be wearing your travelling dress, and no doubt you would prefer it. Now it is—’ ‘What are you doing still here, missie, that’s what I’d like to know?’ demanded the man Trodger, sticking to his guns. The robbers proceeded singly, and kept on the grass skirting the road, so that no noise was made by their horses' feet. One cannot trust any man at all. These were so outside her experience that she found it possible to thrust them almost out of sight by saying they would be “all right” in confident tones to herself.
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