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The Becks as a 187 family didn’t talk or ruminate over Mike’s or Lucy’s past much. To his consternation, she was holding an unwieldy, ugly-looking pistol, all wood and tarnished steel, with both hands about the butt. A feeling of inexplicable awe crept over the carpenter as the sounds died away. She was conscious of a ceaseless undercurrent of sound—the guttural Chinese tongue. . ’ ‘I shall stop him,’ declared the old lady furiously.
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