“She was going to shoot him,’ Archie said, dazed. ‘I was not,’ Kitty insisted. ‘Give me that pistol,’ Hinsley instructed angrily, making a grab for it. ‘By George, do you have the faintest idea how to use it?’ ‘Well, not really,’ Kitty admitted. ‘But as it turns out, neither do you – it wasn’t loaded, you dolt. I checked as soon as you left. Are you honestly a soldier?’ ‘Dear God,’ Hinsley cursed. ‘Dear God.”
