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"Come further into the garden," invited the Duke with his most winning smile, "that's right, Bill. Now just take that gun out of your pocket and drop it into the grass. If the muzzle comes this way poor Mrs. Slewer will be a widow. Thank you. You heard what I said about Mrs. Slewer? " he asked.
Bill, unabashed, made no reply, but looked up at the smiling face of the man he hated, with passionless calm.