Her head dangled unnaturally for an instant, unleashed from its moorings, then sank to join her husband’s on the floor. “Bother it all!” she swore. Beside me on Anna’s table was a pistol. \"Uh-oh. You are all that I am or hope to be—the celestial atom God put into me at the beginning. Why ain’t you gorn? Seems to me I had ought to arrest you. Wood, who were, furthermore, engaged in a little conjugal tête-à-tête of their own.
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