There isn’t a husband breathing, Annabel, who wouldn’t have blessed that pistol in your hands, and prayed God that the bullet might go straight. He wore a long coat, beautifully flowered, and a hat with a turned up brim. “The dawn!” said Miss Miniver, with her glasses reflecting the fire like pools of blood-red flame. I do not think that you will dare to marry anybody else.
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