” When the next holidays came Ann Veronica’s mother was ill, and Gwen was in the sick-room when Ann Veronica returned home. The black, meantime, began to ply his hammer, and speedily unriveted the chains. She handled it half fearfully, and set it carefully down again. ‘Never trust a gun in female hands,’ grumbled Hilary, dropping the nun’s habit and backing to join his friend. It came to Spurlock suddenly that if something did not react in his favour inside of five minutes, he was done. By a sort of instinct. Grace, confidence, the power of movement even, seemed gone from her. She leaned forward, her chin in her palms, her elbows on her knees, and she set her gaze upon his face and kept it there in dreamy contemplation. ‘Soldier of fortune.
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