"What's that you're taking to Sir Rowland Trenchard's?"
"Only a box, Sir," answered Sheppard, emptying the glass. Her features are the same, yet the change has written its mark into her
face. At this juncture, a cry burst from the child, who, nearly smothered by the weight
imposed upon him, only recovered the use of his lungs as Wood altered the
position of the bundle. In the pause she realized the attention of the others converged upon
her, and that the tears were brimming over her eyes. ‘Do you think because you’ve managed
to pull a gun on me—not to mention several daggers and a vicious little knife—
that you can get away with it against a man who means business?’
‘Do you think that the trigger I would not have pulled, or stuck the dagger into
you, if you had not been as you are?’ she countered.
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