"Vell, vell," growled Sharples, after he had listened to the other's remonstrances, "it shall be done. But you will, you will. My Mom inherited our house from our Grandma, otherwise they never could have afforded it, not even twenty years ago. His long struggle with himself, his avoidance of her were quite unnecessary. The pistol was his own, it is true, but it was one which was taken from him when he forced his way in upon me before. . That's the job.
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