The effort of self-repression cost him a sob. S. ‘That is not your affair. ’ She saw the weapon wrenched from Emile’s hand and he dropped to the bench of the pew and sat there, grasping helplessly at the welling blood on his arm. Sheppard, passing her hands over his face, and gazing at him with a look that made him shudder. She read for half an hour, then closed the book because Spurlock appeared to have fallen asleep. Her fingers opened and the weapon fell from her nerveless grasp. He wiped the sweat from his chin and forehead. I feel at moments as though I could bolt for it.
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