She listened with growing apprehension to the tale that Gerald told, omitting any mention of pistols and daggers, and at the end delivered herself of various expletives highly unsuited to a lady of her advanced years. ’ She gestured at his hand, on which Roding’s makeshift bandage had been replaced by a more efficient one. “You are not going out—this evening, I trust,” that lady asked, a trifle dismayed. " "From whom?" vociferated Trenchard. You don't know what you have got; I do.
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