” With a little crash the pistol fell from her shaking fingers. It seemed to show a want of affection, to be a deliberate and unmerited disregard, to justify the reprisal of being hurt. Once again, he passed his hand over the surface and carefully noted all the obstacles. The boy was coming around. The Ragged Edge.
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