Their faces were masks of abject horror, sunken and shriveled, their cheekbones protruding. "But what is an oath to you!" cried the widow, distrustfully. It had been a trying day. Only her ungloved fingers, and the arms in their long tight sleeves as she held the heavy gun aloft, bore any sign of stiffness. He went over her features one by one in his mind. “My dear boy,” she exclaimed.
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