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“Cheveney!” she repeated. "In my opinion," remarked Kneebone, "it doesn't matter how soon society is rid
of two such scoundrels; and if Blueskin dies by the rope, and Jonathan by the
hand of violence, they'll meet the fate they merit. The Trenchard estates will likewise be mine, for Sir
Rowland is no more, and the youth, Thames, will never again see daylight. Wood's favourite
sitting-room, and her image was so intimately associated with it, neither the
carpenter nor his daughter could muster courage to enter it before. She did not understand the note of hostility to men that
ran through it all, the bitter vindictiveness that lit Miss Miniver’s cheeks and
eyes, the sense of some at last insupportable wrong slowly accumulated. And what will they do, and where will they go?"
"With me—the both of them. But not so much a pig as that man. If she had once known him, if he
were some former neighbour, it would be comprehensible.
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