‘Laisse-moi. It is what I have wanted, what I have meant all along. Swinging her arm in an arc, she let go of
the foil and it flew across the chapel towards the main door, crashing down
between the pews, and clattering onto the floor. And now—Dear! Dear! The dayspring from on high hath visited me. Gwen—I saw Gwen the other day, and the paint’s thicker than ever. Michelle burst into laughter, followed by
John, who almost spit up his cola. ‘You mean that his missus is pretending to be my mistress? Lord-a-mercy!’
‘Precisely. But you! Ruth is your lawful wife. "
"I can answer that," replied Thames. 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. Stanley was
inclined to think the censorship should be extended to the supply of what he
styled latter-day fiction; good wholesome stories were being ousted, he said, by
“vicious, corrupting stuff” that “left a bad taste in the mouth. "
"Let me see it," cried Thames, snatching it from him. 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.
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