” She rested the firing end of the cannon against her own temple. Stanley, and paused. He noted an ebony cane laid close to hand, which suggested she was able to get about. “There, there, now. I’ve a dread of love dropping its petals, becoming mean and ugly. He’s dead. That turned her mind to the more generalized aspects of her perplexities again. ‘Sergeant Trodger is who I am. Whence she came,—who she was,—and what she wanted,—were questions which naturally suggested themselves to Blueskin, and he was about to seek for some explanation, when his curiosity was checked by a gesture of silence from the lady.
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