I have taken bullets and lived, and even a silver one wouldn’t do much. ” His voice sounded muffled and heavy, as if he had gone to bed. The folds of a thick muslin neckcloth in some degree protected him, but the gash was desperate. Carefully abstaining from thrusting against each other, Ann Veronica and her father began an absurdly desperate struggle, the one to open the door, the other to keep it fastened. The knight and his followers crossed the threshold, leaving one of the torch-bearers behind them.
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