Why else?’ Gerald stared at her blankly. ’ She had given nothing away. I wonder,” he added, after a moment’s pause, “whether you ever realize how young you are. She answered slowly. It was a face that matched her body, so pure and beautiful that any man would have killed for her. She had never let off a pistol in her life. Annabel had spoken calmly enough and steadily, but his brain refused at first to accept the full meaning of her words. The odour of kerosene permeated the bungalow; but Ruth mitigated the nuisance to some extent by burning native punk in brass jars. By and by the tramp of horses' feet was heard slowly ascending Snow Hill, and presently a troop of grenadier guards rode into the area facing Newgate. Look at these walls.
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