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. I never see them,
they never even call. After listening
attentively for a short time without drawing breath, he became convinced that his
apprehensions were groundless, and, greatly relieved, sat down upon the chair to
rest himself and prepare for further efforts. What was the old tabby at? Unaccountably embarrassed, he cleared his
throat. “It jars. Ladies with weapon’s on ’em. She did not hear his approach, but continued her occupation without
raising her head. Almost the last female to bear the name, too,’ muttered the old lady. Then she examined with
curiosity some knick-knacks upon a small round table by her side.
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