She was quite unconcerned. “How did you hear that?” Lucy’s brows knitted. He looked just like John Wayne in a cowboy movie, his eyes narrow and squinting, except his hair was long, unruly, and jet black. These cogitations were interrupted by the entrance of the doctor. No trouble will ever come to your sister through me. “You heard no pistol-shot?” “None. I think it inadvisable—I don’t want an intimacy to spring up between you and a man of that type. Agreeably he helped her take the shirt off.
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