To his consternation, she was holding an unwieldy, ugly-looking pistol, all wood and tarnished steel, with both hands about the butt. The turnkey looked round the next moment, but the manoeuvre escaped his observation. ‘You see, I had another reason for visiting your grandfather. At the Palazzo she had been confined to her own sunny windowed quarters most of the time, but she had the entire run of the inside of the manor. There was something holding women down, holding women back, and if it wasn’t exactly man-made law, man-made law was an aspect of it. It was a queer little bed-sitting-room almost in the roof, with a partition right across it. Anna leaned back with half closed eyes. By the will of Mr.
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