Too many. He has no imagination, no real generosity. The agony on the sands now ceased to puzzle her. "I'll have to set you right on that, too. That was the glorious if bewildering truth. A small handgun bobbed at the end of it, aimed at Sheila. Eventually her movements carried her to the little stand at the side of the bed. To be confronted with the girl’s damned Frenchman of a husband was another matter altogether.
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