‘But only think, Hilary,’ Lucy protested, evidently too involved in her theory to waste time in scolding. ‘Grace à dieu, he breathes still. She had come to the end of her resources. The evening breeze came; the bamboo shades on the veranda clicked and rasped; the loose edges of the manuscript curled. A little smothered cry broke from her lips—the curtains were thrown aside and a man stepped out. . ‘Never trust a gun in female hands,’ grumbled Hilary, dropping the nun’s habit and backing to join his friend. She took refuge in beating her pillow and inventing insulting epithets for herself.
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