‘Come, cry a truce. They have retired. "I'm prudence personified. Her mother had prepared her for everything. “Much as I hate rows, I’ve either got to make a stand or give in altogether. "I yield to fate. To-morrow I shall come and talk to you again—of other things. Kneebone made no effort to check the unreasonable merriment of his companions, but rather seemed to encourage it. When she came in after dinner that night, Ruth was no longer an interesting phenomenon, something figuratively to tear apart and investigate: she was talismanic. If he wants you, let him get you. To his consternation, she was holding an unwieldy, ugly-looking pistol, all wood and tarnished steel, with both hands about the butt. He's a cutie. She took hand cannon and began to arm it.
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