While he was stirring his tea, she ran and fetched the comb. He thought, too, of the fretful invalid who lay in the next room to his, whose money had created his business and made his position in the world. ‘How so?’ he asked, and she noted that he allowed his pistol to dangle a little from his fingers. He was in great pain and it meant that he would be in casts for twelve weeks.
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