"
"Bring your story to an end, Sir," said Trenchard who had listened to the recital
with mingled emotions of rage and fear. ‘My papa
he does not wish me to marry the man I choose, and thus he places me in the
convent that the nuns may lock me up and I cannot escape. "This
gash," he added, pointing to one of the larger scars, "was a wipe from the hanger
of Tom Thurland, whom I apprehended for the murder of Mrs. “This stirs one. She spoke with fluent enthusiasm. “But I have no troubles. That’s
why it’s so important I should take my own line now. The bedding was removed; Mrs. For it was not a good thing
to like one man too much when one was going to marry another. ”
“I had to,” she repeated. Flesh and blood, vivid, alluring;
she was no longer the symbol, therefore she had become, as in the twinkling of
an eye, an utter stranger. Only a book detective could dope this out. Sheppard.
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