“Are you armed?” she asked Jordan. Even in the dim night she could see the whites of his teeth as he flashed her a grin. “Unless I’m naked I am always armed, beauty.” — Hanna Peach Copy Share Image
Has he come armed, then?” she asked anxiously. “Has he brought a pistol or a sword?” Ian shook his head, his dark hair lifting wildly in the wind. “Oh, no, Mam!” he said. “It’s worse. He’s brought a lawyer! — Diana Gabaldon Copy Share Image
