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“Still, of course, it is possible. She was strong, not unlike a pack mule or a camel; she thought to herself and smirked. There isn’t a husband breathing, Annabel, who wouldn’t have blessed that pistol in your hands, and prayed God that the bullet might go straight. The rear of the party was brought up by a large, powerfully-built man, with a bluff, honest, but rugged countenance, slashed with many a cut and scar, and stamped with that surly, sturdy, bull-dog-like look, which an Englishman always delights to contemplate, because he conceives it to be characteristic of his countrymen. “Why not?” Lady Lescelles answered. Maggot tenderly.
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