Some kind of an aggravation.

It's traveling fast." Josephine gazed down at the bulky figure lying there prone, so lately full of rugged ferocity, now so weak and helpless.

Her eye fell on the weapon lying on the bed.

She gently removed it.
"That was what he preferred to my skill," commented Jamieson.
Dunwody turned, his gaze on Josephine now.

"You don't belong here, now," said he at length.