Stanley changed his key. We were only—les autres. The darkness was almost palpable; and the wind which, hitherto, had been blowing in gusts, was suddenly lulled. He did like her, anyhow; he was always pleased to be with her. Her arms and feet were uncovered, and of almost skeleton thinness. ‘Lord, no! I’ve a better regard for my skin, I thank you. She will die if she knows I have a gun.
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