1. ” “That’s the comfort of you. The pistol was his own, it is true, but it was one which was taken from him when he forced his way in upon me before. ‘Your niece, ma’am. “You do not quite understand,” she said gently. Ann Veronica stood in the twilight room staring at the door that had slammed upon her aunt, her pocket-handkerchief rolled tightly in her hand. She had in her suitcase a small scrapbook, only a few pages, what little information she had gathered on him through the years.
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