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Geraldine keeps her eyes trained on him as she slowly reaches into her purse, wrapping her fingers around her gun. "…Callo, I'm so sorry that your life ended up this way," she sighs as she gets out of her side of the car, her feet burning from the cold as her high heels sink into the fallen snow. "Aren't you scared?"
"I'm you, Geraldine… I fell into the same trap as you, anyway," Callo answers. His large eyes are shining with tears, but he doesn't seem afraid in the least. "…The dead don't feel anything, you know… not even guilt or regret. So, what is there to be afraid of? book-quoteguiltdeathdyingWhat . . . fellow?" The wind was cool, but I could see sweat trickling down the back of Jamie's neck, dampening his collar and plastering the linen between his shoulders.Duff didn't answer immediately. A look of speculation flickered in his small, deep-set eyes."Don't think about it, Duff," Roger said, softly, but with great assurance. "I can reach ye from here with an oar, ken?""Aye?" Duff glanced thoughtfully from Jamie, to Roger, and then to me. "Aye, reckon ye might. But allowin' for the sake for argyment as how you can swim, MacKenzie-and even that Mr. Fraser might keep afloat-I dinna think that's true of the lady, is it? Skirts and petticoats . . ." He shook his head, pursing thin lips in speculation as he looked at me. "Go to the bottom like a stone, she would."Peter shifted ever so slightly, bringing his feet under him."Claire?" Jamie said. I saw his fingers curl tight round the oars, and heard the note of strain in his voice. I sighed and drew the pistol out from under the coat across my lap."Right," I said. "Which one shall I shoot? book-quotedrowningthreatsgun
