The Revolver, a Toy Affair

Celie had returned to the window and was no longer pale. A vivid flush had gathered in each of her cheeks, and her eyes blazed with a dark fire. He stared dumbly for a moment at this strange transformation in her. The blaze of excitement in her wonderful eyes almost told him that it was with bram gone. As soon as the wolves were out of the way, two or three shots from the revolver would shake their confidence. It would at least warn them that celie was not alone and that her protector was armed.

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