"My horse is at the door, saddled, with pistols in the holsters,—mount him and fly. All at once Melusine remembered Pottiswick, and the errand he had run. It wasn’t long ago that a girl went straight from the farm to her husband, just as soon as her period came and she could make babies. Time after time he sent Spurlock into this corner or that; but always the boy regained his feet before the murderous boot could reach the mark. Part of her even believed that her mother would have wanted her to stop feeling guilty and to be happy. One did not use pistols against a female. ‘Desist, you little devil,’ he growled in her ear. Get on with it, then.
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