He whispered in her ear. ‘But I have the pistol,’ Gerald pointed out. ‘Kimble, you shouldn’t be here. He stood there, large and dark, enunciating, in his clear voice from beneath his large mustache, clear flat sentences, deliberately kindly. She had fallen asleep. He had gained admission somehow, and he too was waiting for Anna. It isn’t what I have been but what I am.
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