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‘Give me my pistol!’ Gerald shook his head, slipping the pistol into his pocket. 1715. “I have given her two days’ holiday,” Anna answered. "Your voice seems familiar to me—and—but I'm getting a little deaf—and my eyes don't serve me quite so well as they used to do, especially by this light. Take, if you please, your own pistol. He won’t be in uniform. you did what you had to do.
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