Don’t be afraid that I shall stunt it. Rollo barked. He grabbed her wrist and prised the weapon from her fingers, ignoring her other hand that clawed at his to try to retain the trophy. ‘Hilary, thank God! Have you a pistol about you? Or better yet, your sword. “What are you doing?” he asked. Battle, murder, and sudden death—and an old chap like McClintock tuning his piano in the midst of it. She was finally dead, going to Hell.
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