He was staring at her, openly gaping. " "Not unless your skull's bullet-proof," cried a voice at his elbow; and, as the words were uttered, a pistol was snapped at his head, which,—fortunately or unfortunately, as the reader pleases,—only burnt the priming. " "That's well. “And what is it all about, Veronica?” he asked, with a deliberate note of irony, looking at her a little quizzically over his glasses. “I want to find an address. That's a queer yarn. Earles said, “but this is rubbish. . And I'll answer for it, she'll never say a syllable to annoy you again.
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