To his consternation, she was holding an unwieldy, ugly-looking pistol, all wood and tarnished steel, with both hands about the butt. She stopped eating. The warm September sun fell strongly on this part of the grounds, uninterrupted by trees, its light bouncing off the glass in the mansion’s walls. He awoke, strangely content. It is foolish, she murmured to herself, foolish. The doorman replied, tipping his cap, “I don’t speak much Italian these days, not since my mother died.
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