"By my shoul!" he exclaimed, smacking his lips, "dat ish goot—very goot. She did not understand the note of hostility to men that ran through it all, the bitter vindictiveness that lit Miss Miniver’s cheeks and eyes, the sense of some at last insupportable wrong slowly accumulated. In the struggle the pistol went off, but without damage to either party. Wood the carpenter.
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