"If I were so, I should not be here," returned Trenchard. Her tears dissipated as she began to convulse, completely devoid of any spare fluid. Her soul was full of the sense of disaster. "We have had a sad loss, my dear Winifred," he began,—"for I must use the privilege of an old friend, and address you by that familiar name,—we have had a sad loss in the death of your lamented parent, whose memory I shall for ever revere. \"Stop smiling, you're scaring me. Montague Hill was taken for the millionaire once or twice, and I suppose it flattered his vanity. There are sentimental and traditional deferences and reverences, I know, between father and son; but that’s just exactly what prevents the development of an easy friendship. "But calm yourself, dear sister, or the interview will be too much for you. She looked at it with a little shudder, but she made no motion to take it. "Where is he?" asked she, in an agitated whisper. ” Her elation teetered in mid-air for a second, then began to flutter down around her like a badly-built house of cards.
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