get out and dont ever set foot in this building again , would appear my husband is due more respect than i ever considered . a loud bellow echoed down the corridor from the abbey 's front entrance . the bullet sailed past his ear as he tackled me . it was almost like she 'd forgotten we were even there . but the love he had for the fame was stronger . then , near the end of 1977 , she was there again . i may have been in the room , but my mind drifted away . 