She looked in the rear-view mirror. Very slowly emerging out of a phase of stupefaction, these personal affairs and her personal problem resumed possession of her mind. “More coffee, hon?” She held her hand over the cup. There isn’t a husband breathing, Annabel, who wouldn’t have blessed that pistol in your hands, and prayed God that the bullet might go straight. “Eight pounds,” she plunged, and added foolishly, “fifteen pounds will see me clear of everything. He jumped back, cursing. "Why not?" "I'll tell you," cried a deep voice from the back of the bed.
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