. “What did it matter?” she cried. . A hansom stopped a little way off. She smiled and started for the stairs without reply. She lifted the sheet and gestured for him to join her. To his consternation, she was holding an unwieldy, ugly-looking pistol, all wood and tarnished steel, with both hands about the butt. He then mounted the jaded hack, which had long since regained its legs, and was quietly browsing the grass at the road-side, and, striking spurs into its side, rode off.
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