The same look she had often seen in the eyes of the drunken beachcombers her father had brought home, and it had not filled her with horror. Then, there's Mr. The gun flew from his hand, clacking on the floor. The room was intimate and wonderful to her with its shadows now cast over the girlish menagerie of stuffed animals. The whole incident was so unexpected that neither Courtlaw nor Brendon were awaiting.
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