And if you dare to produce any kind of weapon at all,’ he added, taking a plain brass-barrelled little pistol from his own pocket and levelling it, ‘I will have no compunction in blowing off your head, you madcap female. Later on I could scarcely have forgiven you. A dry cough's the trumpeter of death. "Wretch!" she cried, "you shall not force me to your hateful purpose. And then, as she stood there, with the fragments of the torn canvas at her feet, some even caught upon her skirt, the door was thrown open, and a girl entered humming a light tune. The momentary alarm over, he threw a piece of-wash leather over a bureau, so as to deaden the sound, and instantly broke it open with a small crowbar. “DON’T!” she said, and wrenched her wrist from his retaining hand. " And, as the weights were removed, he fainted. She saw her discarded nun’s habit still on the floor and scooped it up.
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